GIRL A GUN

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, uh
The mannequin gon' cop my steeze, uh
The mannequin gon' cop my steeze, uh
Stunty, baddie on my sleeve, huh
Give her something, she want everything I have

Make her run
I can't even chase a bag, make it come (ay-ay)
I can't even take a walk with her, whoo
I can't even have a talk with ya (ay-ay)

'Cause I ain't tryna hear no, "Na-na," no-no-no
'Cause I ain't tryna hear no, "Na-na," no-no-no
Too many baddies around me, I'm counting my blessings
Too many baddies around me, I'm counting my blessings
Cool lil' baddie, she tryna 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, uh
The mannequin gon' cop my steeze, uh
The mannequin gon' cop my steeze, uh
Stunty, baddie on my sleeve, huh
Give her something, she want everything I have



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Writer(s): Lance O Omal, Jahmare Williams Wright
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