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s3nsi molly & lil brook - guns out lyrics

[intro: s3nsi molly]
yeah, hah
ronny j, please turn me up

[chorus: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
yeah, play with a b-tch like a kid on a playground
pull up and spray with a big -ss k round
me and lil brook don’t play ’round
if you wanna come up, stay down
i got a b-tch in the back named britney
she got a friend with, her name lindsey
we off the perc’, smokin’ gas in the bentley
kick the b-tch out if the ho get friendly, yeah
ronny j f-ck up the beat
racks in the bank, spent bands on sneaks
shoot it up then leave
get down, eat it up like a feast, yeah
eat it up like a cook out, guns out
drop down, it’s a shootout
slide down with the tools out
f-ck boy want smoke, make him move out

[verse 1: lil brook]
yeah, i got the packs, i’ma ship it
yeah, -ss real fat, i’ma tip it
double my cup, i’ma sip it
f-ck on that b-tch, gotta switch, then we dippin’
yeah, yeah, bands in my pants, no safe, yeah
spin on your block and i spray with the k
just f-ck on that b-tch, no bae
lil’ bro in the trap, he be makin’ them plays, yeah

[verse 2: s3nsi molly]
ship it out, he gon’ mix up that work
hoes at the show, they gon’ lift up they shirt
straight to the room and they pull down they skirt
woke up in the trap, gotta wrap up the birds
reach for that chain, you get shot, yeah
all of they p-ssy gon’ pop
i’m with the gang in the back with a thot
two seats, hotbox gotta put up the top

[chorus: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
play with a b-tch like a kid on a playground
pull up and spray with a big -ss k round
me and lil brook don’t play ’round
if you wanna come up, stay down
i got a b-tch in the back named britney
she got a friend with, her name lindsey
we off the perc’, smokin’ gas in the bentley
kick the b-tch out if the ho get friendly, yeah
ronny j f-ck up the beat
racks in the bank, spent bands on sneaks
shoot it up then leave
get down, eat it up like a feast, yeah
eat it up like a cook out, guns out
drop down, it’s a shootout
slide down with the tools out
f-ck boy want smoke, make him move out

[verse 3: s3nsi molly & lil brook]
yeah, heard they want smoke, what’s up?
one call to the shooter, yeah, pull up, go
big glock with a drum
gang sh-t, yeah, go dumb
d-mn, f-ck, i’m high
eat on the d-ck like it’s pie
got the glocks in the coupe, i’ma ride
play with that gang if you want, you gon’ die
yeah, yeah, call up the plug, need two zips
give me the pack, do two flips
we with that sliding, we don’t do loose lips
lay down, eat it up like it’s cool whip
yeah, throw it back on the d-ck
yeah, she flippin’ she tryna do tricks
all on the pole with no top like she strip
just f-ck on these hoes, we don’t kiss on the lips, yeah, go

- s3nsi molly lil brook lyrics

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