TOO MANY GUNS

[Chorus]
Too many guns
Too many guns
Fuck all the feds, we shooting for fun
I'm in my bag but I'm throwing up ones
How many racks do I got? I got ton
How many racks do I got? I got more
Talking that shit you gon' be on the floor
Kick that lil' bitch out the door

[Verse]
Walk through the block and I score
Counting my cars I got four
All she wanna do is blow
Hop in the track hawk and then Imma go
She on her knees for my dick I said no
She on her knees for my dick begging please
Put a mask on then I put on my fleece
I'm getting money, I'm getting the cheese
I'm getting money I get it a lot
Traumatized after I saw you on top
I'm really wishing that bullshit would stop
Pull up to the block and I'm shooting my opps
Pull up to the block, I ain't scared of the cops
Huh, you better try not to run
You gotta pay all the funds
Huh, I ain't done
Yeah, hop in a hеllcat I just got it matte black
You gon' be dead if I'm catching you lack lack
Just got two milli and I signеd a contract
I just be fucking your bitch from the back
She throw her ass back and she letting me slap
I been fucking around and I'm smoking these packs
Woah-oh-oh-oh

[Chorus]
Too many guns
Too many guns
Fuck all the feds, we shooting for fun
I'm in my bag but I'm throwing up ones
How many racks do I got? I got ton
How many racks do I got? I got more
Talking that shit you gon' be on the floor
Kick that lil' bitch out the door

[Outro]
Yeah
Oh
Oh
Woah-oh-ahh
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah-oh-oh