Guns Blazing Songtext

I just know that I ain't tryna catch no cases
I be thinkin' I could probably reverse race
You know I go dumb about this money, better pay me
Pull up on a nigga broad day, guns blazin'

Know I'm gettin’ to that chicken every time you see me in a coupe
Everybody know I’m standin' on business, that’s why I'm always in a suit, uh
AR get to spittin', that bitch go, "Da-da-da-da-da-do"
Finna sign for two hundred million, Derek, what you tryna do?
You know I'm spinnin’ with my crew
Fuckin' bitches in Guadalupe, in Ibiza
I just know that I do believe in Jesus
Ain't no ho in my bed, so when I sleep, more peaceful
Don't let it get to your head, I said I love you, but I don't need you
What's the point of dealin' if your heart's not in it?
My charm in a crowd, bet they brought me my pendent
Nigga ain't got no talent, bitch, you ain't gon' last with all them gimmicks
Fuckin' a snow bunny like a rabbit, after I hit her, I told her ribbit
All this slavery, I could end it
Ridin' with my toaster, tryna bake a fuck nigga
I could get a hundred million if I could get away
Let me guess, a vulture, thuggin' and you out here
Hope you got some lawyer money somewhere put away
You 'posed to be the real deal, you get on live and say how you feel
I don't know what type of thuggin' that is, you niggas gotta be gay
And you don't even fuck with me the way you say you fuck with me
And every time I'm winnin', I could see it in your face
I just know that I ain't tryna catch no cases
I be thinkin' I could probably reverse race
You know I go dumb about this money, better pay me
Pull up on a nigga broad day, guns blazin'

Hopped out the pew with that motherfuckin' peel, dude
I ain't tryna cheat, I'm tryna eat, I'm tryna kill you
Fake niggas hate, no debatin', that's the real you
Now you got the Drac', I'm on the way, I'm tryna swing through
Still have my stick for security, I don't need you
Now I'm tryna fuck, pull up on me when I need you to
How you say you a Z? I'ma leave your head to here you spinnin'
Said I'ma leave with it, you ain't gotta kill somebody to be my nigga
All them hoes be lyin', ain't got time, bitch won't never change
Gotta use your eyes, gotta be wise, gotta see everything
I do it for my dogs all the time and he don't do the same
Oh, yeah, he don't ever do the same

Ridin' with my toaster, tryna bake a fuck nigga
I could get a hundred million if I could get away
Let me guess, a vulture, thuggin' and you out here
Hope you got some lawyer money somewhere put away
You 'posed to be the real deal, you get on live and say how you feel
I don't know what type of thuggin' that is, you niggas gotta be gay
And you don't even fuck with me the way you say you fuck with me
And every time I'm winnin', I could see it in your face
I just know that I ain't tryna catch no cases
I be thinkin' I could probably reverse race
You know I go dumb about this money, better pay me
Pull up on a nigga broad day, guns blazin'