YG, A$AP Rocky - HANDGUN lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[YG, A$AP Rocky - HANDGUN lyrics]
I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer, nigga
Stay laced up on Bloods
Stay laced up (8)
Huh
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, baddies, lumps uh, uh, Mr klumps
Uh, uh, she on my nuts
Fuck her once, I don't eat the butt
YG always cuss, YG do too much
Oh my God, he always wearin' red
He a super Blood you niggas super sus
Act like y'all be pistoled up
When them shots fire
All you niggas did was duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck
Duck, duck, duck, goose
I don't want her, she boof, uh
Heard that pussy loose, uh
Yeah, she with the shit's, ayy
Gave me head in the coupe
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up, then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Woo, woo, woo
Big gun, handgun, shootout, and-1
Hop out, tap out, time out damn, son (What?)
Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks
Goku, Trunks, asthma pump
Uh, uh, hit a nigga once he done
Crack 'em like Humpty Dumpty
She don't wanna fuck, she dumb, uh
Uh, uh, pastry cup cakey, rump, ice cream
'Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, widescreen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the
Corner with the pink mink
My little man was on the
Corner with the clink-clink
Gold bank, roll 8, gold links
Whole gang hold weight, ho
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up, then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh alert! Bomb first
Trained to go, fuck hesitation
Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy
But of all men
Set an example by demonstration
Not conversation fear of God
But with God keep a faithful relation
Do the unthinkable pop up on that ass out
The blue like peek-a boo
All a man gots is his dick and his word
So whatever that man says, he gots to do
And if that pussy is yours
Protect it by all means
Keep them real niggas, some top lawyers
Financial advisors and them get-the-job done
Riders on your team
And now you're ready for the world
Yadadamean? Stay dangerous
Stay laced up on Bloods
Stay laced up (8)
Huh
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, baddies, lumps uh, uh, Mr klumps
Uh, uh, she on my nuts
Fuck her once, I don't eat the butt
YG always cuss, YG do too much
Oh my God, he always wearin' red
He a super Blood you niggas super sus
Act like y'all be pistoled up
When them shots fire
All you niggas did was duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck
Duck, duck, duck, goose
I don't want her, she boof, uh
Heard that pussy loose, uh
Yeah, she with the shit's, ayy
Gave me head in the coupe
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up, then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Woo, woo, woo
Big gun, handgun, shootout, and-1
Hop out, tap out, time out damn, son (What?)
Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks
Goku, Trunks, asthma pump
Uh, uh, hit a nigga once he done
Crack 'em like Humpty Dumpty
She don't wanna fuck, she dumb, uh
Uh, uh, pastry cup cakey, rump, ice cream
'Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, widescreen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the
Corner with the pink mink
My little man was on the
Corner with the clink-clink
Gold bank, roll 8, gold links
Whole gang hold weight, ho
I just bought me a handgun and
That shit came with the drum
Do a nigga foul like And-1
I need a bag then and some uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh oh)
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
Eat it up, then slide in her
Make her tell me who she love uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh alert! Bomb first
Trained to go, fuck hesitation
Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy
But of all men
Set an example by demonstration
Not conversation fear of God
But with God keep a faithful relation
Do the unthinkable pop up on that ass out
The blue like peek-a boo
All a man gots is his dick and his word
So whatever that man says, he gots to do
And if that pussy is yours
Protect it by all means
Keep them real niggas, some top lawyers
Financial advisors and them get-the-job done
Riders on your team
And now you're ready for the world
Yadadamean? Stay dangerous