Firearm ft. Tayla Pasqualle Lyrics

Oo somebody asked me what's my type

Asked me what's my type

Aah I said a gangster kinda guy

Gangster kinda guy

Who keeps a stick strapped by his side

When I'm by his side

Aah so I know his down to ride

So if a boy aint no good

Got my interest

Gotta keep a sixteen

Gotta stand up for me

I need a gangster

Someone who be running the streets

Only carry big things

If you know what I mean

Soe loopi ding in my vrinne kring

Ons disiplien net mekaar daisi beste ding

Ek lui mos die volk soe my bek is in

Real ones ini hood Daar is ver te min

Wens vir jou bru wat jy wens vir jou self

Ons almal weet dat jealousy is bad vir jou health

Stack net Jou kroon soosi booke opi shelf

Wens vir almal net die beste matric graad twaalf jy

Uh ek gee vir real shit

Van ali kakke moet jy af skit

Noba ons moet in n bus skit

Glimlag op jou en skit jy jou biscuit

Hotstepper Mayweather

No one better

Doen it lekker

Brasse Vette

Kinnes Tete

Almal saam alyugetter

Knockout punch heavy hitter

Principle no one stricter

Ricky boy goat vrieter

Watte jy net mernita

Teta nie sabela hee

Dala hee is caine free

Han soek ek nog apology

Now you see how we be

Don't mess jysi messi nie

Amper Jou n key gegee

Ma jy staan nou by die hek

Oop gevlek min bek

Jou kop lek is Bly ek

Se vir julle voetsek

Double check en recheck

Ek maak vir julle upset

Reg is reg wrong is wrong die liewe is a marathon

Kyk ma mooi wat maak fokol been piel en tong

Daisi twee gevaalike dinge hai slat Jou far gone

Double coat Jou bene my bra slat a long John

Sing a number van n mooi dag jys louis Armstrong

Fly me to the moon Neil Armstrong

Trek hai ding diep in Jou gat is n thong song

Kop swell bloet in kapok jys a tampon

Jys soe poisonous Soos slang jys n python

Ma jy wil Jou wati waat hou Soos n icon

Oorlog Vietnam

Niks kos Ramadan

Duiwels plek pentagon

Slat hom met n firearm

Slat hom met n firearm

Laalalalala

Oo somebody asked me what's my type

Asked me what's my type

Aah I said a gangster kinda guy

Gangster kinda guy

Who keeps a stick strapped by his side

When I'm by his side

Aah so I know his down to ride

So if a boy aint no good

Got my interest

Gotta keep a sixteen

Gotta stand up for me

I need a gangster

Someone who be running the streets

Only carry big things

If you know what I mean

Nou kan jy se jyt vir my gevoel

Die woorde wat se woord mos erg bedoel

Leer vir julle rep sal Jou bek moet spoel

Amafront jy Dala meti beste tool

Kyk mooi na jou self my buddy kies Jou mense

Werk hard en maak seker jy volg jou wense

Droome sal waar kom vir jou doen jou beste

Is clear wat ek se is raadio sonder grense

My vuurwapen is n beatmy woorde is koole

Ek slat my target tieni pet dwa eks shooter

Deliver vir jou bars in box op a scooter

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