GIRL A GUN Songtext
von Lancey Foux

Yeah, uh
Love
Yeah (yeah)
Chyeah (uh, yeah)
Uh (chyeah, yeah)

My girl a gun, I make her freeze up
Stunned, two hundred degrees, uh
I be damaged when you not with me, uh (hey)
Don′t even panic, play your piece up
The manic kingdom cut my sleeves off
The manic kingdom cut my sleeves off
Stunty, baddie on my sleeve, huh
Give her something, she want everything I have


Make her run, I can't even taste her bag, made her cum
I can′t even take a walk with her, woo
I can't even have a talk with ya

'Cause I ain′t tryna hear no, "Na-na," no-no-no-no
′Cause I ain't tryna hear no, "Na-na," no-no-no-no
Too many baddies around me, I′m counting my blessings
Too many baddies around me, I'm counting my blessings
Called lil′ baddie for trying to put me on the X

My girl a gun, I make her freeze up
Stunned, two hundred degrees, uh
I be damaged when you not with me, uh (hey)
Don't even panic, play your piece up
The manic kingdom cut my sleeves off
The manic kingdom cut my sleeves off
Stunty, baddie on my sleeve, huh
Give her something, she want everything I have