Hells Gun

Imma big dog out the kennel nigga what
Hoppin in my two door then I skrt off can you catch us
Broke her down in the Telly caught my nut and then I left her
All niggas run up you like we got diamond testers
I got all the freaks pourin up wocchardt in the Tesla
To hang out with the Gods pussy boi you pay a fee
Shawty ain no peon to get on her knees it ain for free
But shawty she on go she stay on go juss for me
Then I tagged the team we in the kitchen cookin up chiccen for the fiend
Hop on the plane I'm gone look at whether and it's not what it seem
All my bitches be cordial cos they know they nigga is P
Imma rich fiend all he know is to pop these beans

I don't rap with pussy niggas put em in the trunk
Custom kel tec with a switch this is not a pump
The baddest with the fattest ass she rollin up my runts
Only fucced her once and then I dumped her like a chump
The baddest with the fattest ass got her nails done
The baddest with the fattest ass really top me up
Gotta say the sinners prayer cos I do to much
Walk around this earth like a nigga a king or something
Bury me in my own pyramid like king tut yeah
Shawty textin my phone like sleezy fucc up all my guts
Trist in my sprite really make my stomach tuff
Gettin hella bag after bag can't get enough
Run down on that pussy boi cos he talk too much
Dragon bullets in this clip I got hells gun
Dragon bullets in this clip I got hells gun
Dragons in this bullet wait I got hells gun



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Writer(s): Jacobi Reynolds
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