A$AP Rocky, Juicy J - Gunz N Butter lyrics

A$AP Rocky

A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸

[A$AP Rocky, Juicy J - Gunz N Butter lyrics]

Swingin' burning tires leave a third degree
And I heard there's bouncin' niggas
Hatin' wanna murder me
They gon' have to take me straight
To Satan 'cause I'm blessin' this
I feel distressed, then feel no stress
I built this trust
They won't come murder me, Hercules

Mama warned me pop was on me as a shorty
(Shut the fuck up)
Get-gettin' guap before when I was fourteen
Glock was forty kick-kick
Box ya jaw for plottin' on
Me hot bologna grit's with
Problems copper hoppin' on me
Cheese from government-ment
(What that mean?)
Prada on me, choppers on me
Croc' on Mauri kicks-kicks (Word)
God was for me, locks was on me


Blew up ever since then (Okay, okay)
Grew up ever since then
Screwed up ever since then
Two cups ever since then (Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah, big homie, took my time but now
Big homie homies outta line, big homie
Money outta pocket, homie, all
These niggas pockets, homie
Chopper let 'em live, I was only six
When I crept up in the crib
Found a Sig, what I did, what I did
Cock it homie, now it's in my p-pocket homie
I I got r-rocket on me
Dare you nigga, tr-try me, homie
For the love of spread, Mommas butter bread
Man, I prolly should be dead
Was it 'cause of what I said? What I

Desi, FN, Ruger, Draco
Euros, pounds and dollars, pesos
Money, hoes and power, Draco
Violence, rifle, shotguns, Draco
"Now can't a nigga see I ain't
Got no time for games
I'm on this Hennessey and I'm
Quick to shoot dat thang but fuck that
One of my young niggas'll take the charge
I'm stackin' loot
Muthafuck lookin' behind some bars"

Rocky, Rocky hold on, one second, bro
Ha, Rocky, it's Hector, bro
Rocky this is Hector, bro
We gotta hold on, one second, bro
There's an issue goin' on back here

Grandma was a Catholic
(Woo) , and mama was a Christian
My papa turned to Muslim when he
Spent some time in prison (No cappin')
No Jehovah Witnesses where I'm from
Kinda different (Woo)
They don't leave no witnesses so
Folks just mind they business
These days I just practice all
The good from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or
You're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK, the President a a-hole
(Fuck off)
Prayin' for a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target
Not from Target but from Walmart
Then it's a-ok fuck them boys no KY with
This SK leave them DOA
AR in the ER it's the state
Of mind of every state
Say your grace you better pray
Guns with the butter, guns for my brother
Came from the gutter, cocaine in the buttocks
Razor box cutter, blade under gumma
Gang in the Hummer, skate wit' your mother
The fact of the matter she
Blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she
Blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she
Blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she
Blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

What's really butter? The gun or the butter?
You hear me? You understand what I'm sayin'?
What's really butter? What's really butter?
What's really butter?
Guns, you can get that butter all day

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