POP GUNS

(album: STUNNA 4 FILES - 2022)

Uh
Uh-huh, stay fly and I pop guns (Ayy, boy Stxnk, you hard)
Nigga fly as a fucking bird, nigga (Boom-boom-boom)
Pop mine, nigga
On God

I stay fly and I pop guns (Bah)
Ain't need to cock (Baow), keep one up top (Baow-baow), it's not a prop gun (Uh-uh)
Bitch, we put one up top, we get the drop, then get the job done (Get 'em out of here)
I press that button, they come bomb something (We on)
Them niggas duck and we be opp-hunting
He flash his fire, but he won't pop nothing (Grrt)

We used to rob and scheme (Ha)
We needed everything (We needed everything)
Push up, we park your V
What's beef? (Boom-boom-boom) We make it hard to sleep (Boom-boom-boom)
Uh-huh, we want a first degree (Get down)
Pussy boy, don't start with me
We turn his block into a murder scene
Bitch, we don't do no arguing (Uh-uh)
Bitch, we don't do no talking 'bout no beef and no copping pleas
Let them choppers swing, we got 'em buying tees
She like, "What's that ride there by your dick?" That's G23 (Glock, bah)
I got a lot of these, we catch 'em, hashtag R.I.P. (Ha)

I stay fly and I pop guns (Bah)
Ain't need to cock (Baow), keep one up top (Baow-baow), it's not a prop gun (Uh-uh)
Bitch, we put one up top, we get the drop, then get the job done (Get 'em out of here)
I press that button, they come bomb something (We on)
Them niggas duck and we be opp-hunting
He flash his fire, but he won't pop nothing

These niggas cap like Von Dutch
My niggas blitz, I say, "Huh" (Huh)
I hit his bitch like, "So what?" (Thot, thot)
He need to get his cake up (Pussy)
I ain't here to stay, I'm here to fuck on her face and spill her makeup (Uh, uh)
Uh, I'm a bitch taker (Uh, uh), she eat me on the wakeup (Uh, uh)
So good that I might tell the guys (Pussy good, you can't do all that, man)
I tell her open wide
I left some kids right by her eyes
She call me daddy, but that ho ain't mine (What the fuck? Uh)
Bust the face up, I can't tell the time (Ice, ice)
We get dangerous, it's death on arrive (Doo-doo, boom-boom-boom)
I know they hating 'cause I'm on the rise (Huh)
I just hope you know that I be popping mine (Gang)

I stay fly and I pop guns (Bah)
Ain't need to cock (Baow), keep one up top (Baow-baow), it's not a prop gun (Uh-uh)
Bitch, we put one up top, we get the drop, then get the job done (Get 'em out of here)
I press that button, they come bomb something (We on)
Them niggas duck and we be opp-hunting
He flash his fire, but he won't pop nothing (He won't pop shit)