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LYRICFLUENTA Girl IS A GUN Lyrics by Bktherula Bktherula
Below, you will find the lyrics for A Girl IS A GUN by Bktherula.
Son that ho out in front of big brother
it's THERULA, Santana, no other
556 toast you, smothered and covered
Give no fucks so we shoot at your mother
You ain't Cupid, ho, I ain't your lover
In the bag lethal weapon, Danny Glover
I slit throat 'cause I like when they suffer
I'm a hunnid, bitch, I ain't no bluffer
you totin'? Show me what it do
F&N to your dome, doo doo doo
Look what Santana na make her do
Said she love me, bitch, I know you do
Hoes on me and bitch so is the tool
Link with you? Hahaha, you a fool
Diamonds look like my hunnids, they blue
Thirty round make a period pool
High as fuck, I ain't paranoid
Brunette ho, I call her Cher Lloyd
In the back, we totin' them toys
Hit a lick, run off on them boys
Yeah, reload the clip and you melee
Bitch tried to finesse me and stay late
That's the lick to the left of the ga-ate
And I don't wanna flick up, I'm straight
With the gang, pour the Wock in the Faygo
Man, get off, told her leggo my Eggo
I am K on a nigga, he KO
High as fuck, I think I grew a halo
I'm THERULA, whatever I say so
223 make a ho do the dab, Ayo, Teo
Got a snow in the back sniffin' yayo
And that bitch off the boof, Galileo
Yeah, your shit counterfeit
CD, slap my shit love DG, that's it
Fuck that ho like shh
Bitch, shut your fuckin' lips
Hollow, hollow fuckin' tips
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, bitch
Fuckin' on me, I thought I was your lock
How you scared of the trap
But flexin' a Glock?
Beef with his man, what the fuck is a rock?
And my time is like money
Ain't wastin' tick tock
You ain't TM, what you throwin' that up for?
I said, 'Let's play a game
I be shootin' the block
Bitch, you ain't gang
Why the fuck you act tough for?
Teach that nigga a lesson with
A rock and a sock
Kaine and Tay-K, nigga, you a house nigga
What the fuck you gon' do if I say
'Pull the trigger'?
Hatin' on me 'cause my guala way bigger
your gang a facade? Nigga, I figured
R-r-run that shit back
But I ain't talkin' Turbo
She want me for my racks 'cause
That bitch a gold digger
Stop coppin' airsoft, lil' ho
Save the turtles
Put that fire to his face, turn
His ass to a singer, dead
Yeah, your shit counterfeit
CD, slap my shit
Love DG, that's it
Fuck that ho like shh
Bitch, shut your fuckin' lips
Hollow, hollow fuckin' tips
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, bitch
Run that bag, bitch
Run that, run that bag, bitch
Run that, run that bag, bitch
R-run that, run that bag, bitch
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