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ry4l - handgun lyrics

[verse 1: 3dmir]
vvs’s dancin’ on my wrist (woah)
suck that d+ck up, b+tch
you ain’t gon get no kiss
i put the patek on me
it’s dancing and it hit (woah)
she wanna have s+x with me
she call me then i hit
i’m on my own, lil’ b+tch
don’t f+ck with n0body (woah)
i’m off a half a xan
i might just do some molly (woah)
and i don’t f+ck with you
don’t text me nor don’t call me (woah)
might get a wide body and i get a rari’
skirt on everybody

[chorus: 3dmir]
might just hit you with an ar
and a handgun
she get no d+ck today
she might just throw a tantrum
i don’t f+ck with no n+ggas
i’m on my d+mn own
and i got four different k!llers in the same room
i don’t know what drugs i’m taking
i don’t know what to call it
and she give me good brain
like that b+tch done went to college
and i don’t talk to no b+tch if her thang got some mileage
if he talking tell my k!llеrs fold that n+gga like a wallet
[verse 2: ry4l]
woah woah
i got a knife i put it to your throat
i got a drum on thе ar built like a cantaloupe
my life been crazy
gettin’ lazy
tryna overdose
latina b+tch, yeah, she do uno
got her doin’ dos
(skrrrr)
you want some smoke?
the p+ssy, we can ghost
i’m catchin’ flights
they back to back
i’m goin’ cross the globe
i don’t wanna hear the sh+t y’all sayin’
i’m on a track with bro
she told me come and beat her back
i told her, send the lo’
send the location
f+ck the communication
i know some haitians
i’ve been f+ckin’ jamaicans
but i’ve been pacing
lately i’ve been impatient
get way too faded
lately i’ve been sedated
[verse 3: ry4l & 3dmir]
bl!cks to your eye
lil’ b+tch, gon’ die
cause i get too high
i just popped like 15 10’s
i feel i’m out my mind
i’m off a different drug
i feel like that i’m finna fly
i boost your confidence
i only do that when i’m high
i got a glockie with a switch for a lil’ b+tch to die
i got some vvs’s dancing on my wrist tonight
and this that wocky b+tch
i’m never sippin’ tris with sprite
i’m finna f+ck it up if i get in the mix tonight
just called my brudda he still trappin’ off a samsung
i got a scope onna ar
i hit your grandson
we got arps and drac’s and glocks
we finna watch your mans run
you better watch it, i might hit you with a

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