Plenty Guns

Lyrics

[Intro] (Grah, grah) Doomshop- [Chorus] I got, I got plenty guns Love it when you run Gotta get it back, no return Fuckin' with me, you gon' burn [Verse] Got the Glock, got the MAC Got my riches filled with racks Fuck a rubber band Fill that shit up, lose you in the brand new van Crash that motherfucker 'cause I'm too worked up What the fuck? I'm breaking down the chances that I get away with all these guns I'm havin' fun, don't stop me now 'Less you keep that talkin' down No, not a peep, I wanna creep up on ya This ya fuckin' warnin' How you feel with gats in yo' face? Think you'd like to taste Drugs in ya place, this is great This my fuckin' day See the sun, oh, it's the mornin' 'Cause it neva stop for me Hate what you see But you see it in your dreams What the hell my mama said? What's alive is nеver dead I'ma keep on walkin', ain't no flockin' Through the darknеss every day Yack after yack Got me sick and what is that? Your mortality Is that what you're grippin' on? You rattle me [Refrain] Don't blow my high Think I'm God? Yeah, I'm that guy Wanna fly? I can help with that Look up on my fuckin' mag Don't blow my high Think I'm God? Yeah, I'm that guy Wanna fly? I can help with that Look up on my fuckin' mag [Chorus] I got, I got plenty guns Love it when you run Gotta get it back, no return Fuckin' with me, you gon' burn I got, I got plenty guns Love it when you run Gotta get it back, no return Fuckin' with me you gon' burn