Conway The Machine, Snowgoons, Recognize Ali, Banish, Supreme Cerebral - Solid Gold Guns lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Conway The Machine, Snowgoons, Recognize Ali, Banish, Supreme Cerebral - Solid Gold Guns lyrics]
Uh, 40 leave you niggas slumped (Boom boom)
Pussy you gon' need a bigger gun (hah)
I let off the drum and
Watch you niggas run and
Scream like bitches when the
Magazine spittin' hold up (brrrrrr)
I'm cut from a different cloth (Cap)
I could look at you and
Tell that you niggas soft (You pussy nigga)
Ha, drop a bag and get you niggas all (Cap)
I ain't gotta lift the finger
I just made the call (Green light)
Hah, if it's an issue let it be known
(What's poppin', homie?)
Shot him in the ribs broke three bones
(Hold that)
Psh, every week a hundred P's gone (Ahahaha)
Razor slide across a nigga cheekbones, ch
Look, steppin' out up in
That Onda? wearin' off-white (Off-white)
Catch these fuckers frontin' then
It's on sight (Alright)
She already know it's gon' be a long night
Little stoner rub by that bitch
She lovin' that long pipe (Take it)
A man's in them had a plan
They had to cancel that plot
'Fore they got caught with more
Shots than the Denzel got
(Boo boo boo boo boo)
Like what the fuck is this new rap
Business I won't get it these
Lames is bad trannies I can tell
Out the gate that they bitches
(yeah, hahahaha)
Put this muzzle on you if you keep yappin'
Don't know what happen say I'm trappin'
Actin' about out that action (Listen)
I got a dozen for you and
I don't gotta chase far
It's whatever they want 'cause I got
More gauges than a racecar (uh)
So listen fonds
And watchin' you bitches run
I ain't done without a collection
Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh
Solid gold guns
(boom boom, boom boom) , yeah
Solid gold guns
You fools is bums already know
I'm not the one
I ain't done without an arsenal
Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh
Solid gold guns
(boom boom, boom boom) , yeah
Solid gold guns
Yo, sick 'em all while
These witness stand socks (The flyest)
Do a nigga dirtier than ham hocks
Beam on your white tee look
Like the flag Japan got (brra)
You have not
You ain't worth the incoil in my hand cocked
(Facts) aR soundin' like a drumroll
(drrrrr)
Fashion game got these bitches gung-ho (uh)
Winchester tuck, shit
She know a nigga hung low (ah) , dumb ho
My basement lookin' like I'm
Runnin' gun shows (braa)
Shoot outs in broad day
Send ya to them Pearly Gates (uh)
Razor in my mouth like Birdywaite
The thirty eight, will permeate
And surely take the burnin'
Fate of learnin' hate
And knowin' that I'm showin' faith
To increase the murder rate (bra)
Uh, I put the toaster to a nigga dome
(Recognize) then tell him where the bread
Or he fuckin' gone
Flyin' daggers, Katana blades
Or a toughly holmes? Got his home
Tell a king that I'mma need his throne
Straight up gorilla style, my killers wild
You bitches bow today I should catch a body
Shit it's been a while
Look, I sex raw, with a French whore
(muah) , pink clothes array
Send color than the French war
Go to war like Saladin make
Niggas rest in hearse (You know me)
You lose a hand from pullin'
Out your weapon first (Too too too too too)
Banish hit me, told me "God
I need a second verse"
(Please God, please God)
With him and Conway on the track
You meet your second death!
Pussy you gon' need a bigger gun (hah)
I let off the drum and
Watch you niggas run and
Scream like bitches when the
Magazine spittin' hold up (brrrrrr)
I'm cut from a different cloth (Cap)
I could look at you and
Tell that you niggas soft (You pussy nigga)
Ha, drop a bag and get you niggas all (Cap)
I ain't gotta lift the finger
I just made the call (Green light)
Hah, if it's an issue let it be known
(What's poppin', homie?)
Shot him in the ribs broke three bones
(Hold that)
Psh, every week a hundred P's gone (Ahahaha)
Razor slide across a nigga cheekbones, ch
Look, steppin' out up in
That Onda? wearin' off-white (Off-white)
Catch these fuckers frontin' then
It's on sight (Alright)
She already know it's gon' be a long night
Little stoner rub by that bitch
She lovin' that long pipe (Take it)
A man's in them had a plan
They had to cancel that plot
'Fore they got caught with more
Shots than the Denzel got
(Boo boo boo boo boo)
Like what the fuck is this new rap
Business I won't get it these
Lames is bad trannies I can tell
Out the gate that they bitches
(yeah, hahahaha)
Put this muzzle on you if you keep yappin'
Don't know what happen say I'm trappin'
Actin' about out that action (Listen)
I got a dozen for you and
I don't gotta chase far
It's whatever they want 'cause I got
More gauges than a racecar (uh)
So listen fonds
And watchin' you bitches run
I ain't done without a collection
Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh
Solid gold guns
(boom boom, boom boom) , yeah
Solid gold guns
You fools is bums already know
I'm not the one
I ain't done without an arsenal
Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh
Solid gold guns
(boom boom, boom boom) , yeah
Solid gold guns
Yo, sick 'em all while
These witness stand socks (The flyest)
Do a nigga dirtier than ham hocks
Beam on your white tee look
Like the flag Japan got (brra)
You have not
You ain't worth the incoil in my hand cocked
(Facts) aR soundin' like a drumroll
(drrrrr)
Fashion game got these bitches gung-ho (uh)
Winchester tuck, shit
She know a nigga hung low (ah) , dumb ho
My basement lookin' like I'm
Runnin' gun shows (braa)
Shoot outs in broad day
Send ya to them Pearly Gates (uh)
Razor in my mouth like Birdywaite
The thirty eight, will permeate
And surely take the burnin'
Fate of learnin' hate
And knowin' that I'm showin' faith
To increase the murder rate (bra)
Uh, I put the toaster to a nigga dome
(Recognize) then tell him where the bread
Or he fuckin' gone
Flyin' daggers, Katana blades
Or a toughly holmes? Got his home
Tell a king that I'mma need his throne
Straight up gorilla style, my killers wild
You bitches bow today I should catch a body
Shit it's been a while
Look, I sex raw, with a French whore
(muah) , pink clothes array
Send color than the French war
Go to war like Saladin make
Niggas rest in hearse (You know me)
You lose a hand from pullin'
Out your weapon first (Too too too too too)
Banish hit me, told me "God
I need a second verse"
(Please God, please God)
With him and Conway on the track
You meet your second death!