Plenty Guns Lyrics

(You killed this, Keyz)

Rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

We don't fear no cops, we shoot anyone

You cannot compete, we already won

Bitch I'm rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

Rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

We don't fear no cops, we shoot anyone

You cannot compete, we already won

Bitch I'm rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

Run in on yo block, we gon' shoot your friend

Please do not compete, 'cause we tend to win

Roaring out the engine, we got many men

Whipping out with hundreds, ain't no 50 cent

Yeah yeah yeah

I get this cash and advance

All of this money be ripping my pants

Nigga we stay in Atlanta

Know that the demon we whipping been moving real fast

I mix the lean with the Fanta

Might be allergic, I think that shit gave me a rash

All of these niggas, they hoes

They bleeding like bitches

I'm going around giving them pads

I keep them bands on my neck

Glock on my hip, I don't respond to threats

Money is taking your bitch

I promise lil nigga you won't get her back

It's true that I walk with a stack

Glock on my hip make my pockets look fat

Yeah my pants from France

Cash piles on me when I dance

Looking at my bitch, I can tell she want it

If I want you dead, ain't no way around it

Had to keep that hoe 'cause the head astounding

You must leave the block 'cause my niggas coming

Rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

We don't fear no cops, we shoot anyone

You cannot compete, we already won

Bitch I'm rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

Rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

We don't fear no cops, we shoot anyone

You cannot compete, we already won

Bitch I'm rolling on yo block, we got plenty guns

Nigga talking shit, boy I keep that heat on me

Your bitch sucking dick, nigga she gon' - she gon' eat

All I feel is lips, nigga she don't need no teeth

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