I just did a show and bought some handguns That's my man gun I just did a show and bought some handguns Ain't gone If them bitches ain't ***in' then they ain't gone, they ain't gone Woke up in the spot with all my chains on I don't pop no pills, count a half a million to pay in gold Loadin' up my pistol while I brainstorm My little bitch be tweakin' she won't leave till the cocaine gone I just be on all that *** they ain't on If them bitches ain't ***in' then they ain't gone, they ain't gone I just did a show and bought some handguns I don't got time for no gel, I'm countin' Frank Luns, you can't come I just *** this lil' bitch from Dykeman She said her uncle was the plug and he could help us get some white I'm thinkin' *** it since we can't go back to swipin' These goofy niggas got it hot and it's about to be indictments I just bought a .30 off the back end Niggas act like they get pussy, probably only hit the back frame If I was you I wouldn't trust these bitches They align you in the heartbeat, give that pussy to your niggas cause them niggas really trippin' off them Xans I don't like the way he movin', *** around and shot a fan Them niggas pussy and they probably take the stand I'm just loadin' up these pistols, hopin' God hear when I'm prayin' Woke up in the spot with all my chains on I don't pop no pills, count a half a mil' the pain gone Loadin' up my pistol while I brainstorm My little bitch be tweakin', she won't leave till the cocaine gone I just be on all that *** they ain't on If them bitches ain't ***in' then they ain't gone, they ain't gone I just did a show and bought some handguns I don't got time for no gel, I'm countin' Frank Luns, you can't come I just bought some hammers with the back end I match it with my clothes, shoot my pistol like it's fashion Fallin' in your section like what's crackin' Niggas hatin' cause they has been, start blastin', that's drastic I once sold some crack to a detective Cops raided, found 200 grams and two weapons Judge gave me two years, I count my blessings Walkin' through the yard thuggin', I ain't learn my lesson Sat at 38, I got a Glock now Pointed at the old heads, yeah, I run my block now I just came from prison, I'm reloaded, I'm locked in Put you in that same position, nigga would've folded Woke up in the spot with all my chains on I don't pop no pills, count a half a mil' the pain gone Loadin' up my pistol while I brainstorm My little bitch be tweakin', she won't leave till the cocaine gone I just be on all that *** they ain't on If them bitches ain't ***in' then they ain't gone I just did a show and bought some handguns I don't got time for no jail, I'm countin' frank lines, you can't come