[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 1]
Who I Be a simple question with a long explanation
Explanation well my friend that’s a denotation
Your blocked by limitations I don’t have administration
What’s yours is mine so that’s a infiltration
Alright cut this shit I’m swing through a brighter day a lonely you
They prey my death hope it’s true
A disappointment how big I grew
They talk to me like I wasn’t raised on this shit
You still ain’t rеalize that I’m made for this shit
It’s like thе roles have turned and your just a coward
A i9 a low price not the car my computer power
Crazy how your mind directed right to the car
Don’t say it didn’t bitch your not a lyin’ ass star
I accept defeat I’m walking out with my life
If my life ain’t at risk then it’s going down tonight
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 2]
I'm on a mission of collection I ain't tryna hear confession
Lookin at expression's you can see a man's depression
And throwin out aggression bitch that stay my profession
Stayin by my side, right till we die, is digression
Throwin up a storm
Armed guards sworn
Shootin a gat ever since I was born
Two rounds hit the chest got him tryna mourn
Make sure he’s dead that’s my fullest form
So we hit the block runnin’ full fledge speed
Talk to that bitch she say don’t pull my weave
You think you make me mad you not a pet peeve
We bone down to thugs like 90’s harmony
The shit we do now feel better as kids
Life back then the simplest shit
Virgin first time fuckin a bitch
And I still remember the dumb shit I did
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 3]
Brace yourself stop impatiently waitin’
The climatic showcase leave a bold face that’s stayin’
The hype of over pressure got me in a conscious state of mind
Racin’ back to front stage of what I’m consciously thinkin’
Grippin’ this pen with all the stakes on my shoulder
What am I 13 but I’m still pushin’ older
Got my secret locked away like a top secret folder
Phone is on Motorola apple they deem beholder
Life is what you make it no different than it is
Rock a new fit that don’t impress the kids
I’m a constipated bitch so I’m shittin’ on his lip
I’m ok with spoilers just don’t let ‘em slip
I could take a fight and turn it to a flick
Hand or the rifle here I’ll let you pick
What I deem real to you a devious lick
Oh you a gangsta name these two guns
Only real ones know we got tons
Look imma tell you that lie never leads good
What you think would never happen I swear that it would
Promise me this you never show that face
Next time they see it they catch you at your place
While you was distracted that drink became a lace
Body hit the ground now look at your face
Wake up in the hospital forgot about what happened
But we all saw they took you down in fashion
While you was knocked out we started a crisis
We went out stabbin’ and left a dead man priceless
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 1]
Who I Be a simple question with a long explanation
Explanation well my friend that’s a denotation
Your blocked by limitations I don’t have administration
What’s yours is mine so that’s a infiltration
Alright cut this shit I’m swing through a brighter day a lonely you
They prey my death hope it’s true
A disappointment how big I grew
They talk to me like I wasn’t raised on this shit
You still ain’t rеalize that I’m made for this shit
It’s like thе roles have turned and your just a coward
A i9 a low price not the car my computer power
Crazy how your mind directed right to the car
Don’t say it didn’t bitch your not a lyin’ ass star
I accept defeat I’m walking out with my life
If my life ain’t at risk then it’s going down tonight
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 2]
I'm on a mission of collection I ain't tryna hear confession
Lookin at expression's you can see a man's depression
And throwin out aggression bitch that stay my profession
Stayin by my side, right till we die, is digression
Throwin up a storm
Armed guards sworn
Shootin a gat ever since I was born
Two rounds hit the chest got him tryna mourn
Make sure he’s dead that’s my fullest form
So we hit the block runnin’ full fledge speed
Talk to that bitch she say don’t pull my weave
You think you make me mad you not a pet peeve
We bone down to thugs like 90’s harmony
The shit we do now feel better as kids
Life back then the simplest shit
Virgin first time fuckin a bitch
And I still remember the dumb shit I did
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
[Verse 3]
Brace yourself stop impatiently waitin’
The climatic showcase leave a bold face that’s stayin’
The hype of over pressure got me in a conscious state of mind
Racin’ back to front stage of what I’m consciously thinkin’
Grippin’ this pen with all the stakes on my shoulder
What am I 13 but I’m still pushin’ older
Got my secret locked away like a top secret folder
Phone is on Motorola apple they deem beholder
Life is what you make it no different than it is
Rock a new fit that don’t impress the kids
I’m a constipated bitch so I’m shittin’ on his lip
I’m ok with spoilers just don’t let ‘em slip
I could take a fight and turn it to a flick
Hand or the rifle here I’ll let you pick
What I deem real to you a devious lick
Oh you a gangsta name these two guns
Only real ones know we got tons
Look imma tell you that lie never leads good
What you think would never happen I swear that it would
Promise me this you never show that face
Next time they see it they catch you at your place
While you was distracted that drink became a lace
Body hit the ground now look at your face
Wake up in the hospital forgot about what happened
But we all saw they took you down in fashion
While you was knocked out we started a crisis
We went out stabbin’ and left a dead man priceless
[Chorus]
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
Who i be there’s no way that we go down (go down)
If you didn't know this gun can't be touched (can’t be touched)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
Who i be gave my whole clip it’s sound (clip it’s sound)
No way around but it holds 40 rounds (40 rounds)
My gun will show you a bullet and just what it does (what it does)
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us (with us)
( Peele )
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