Hells Gun Lyrics

Imma big dog out the kennel nigga what

Hoppin in my two door then I skrt off can you catch us

Broke her down in the Telly caught my nut and then I left her

All niggas run up you like we got diamond testers

I got all the freaks pourin up wocchardt in the Tesla

To hang out with the Gods pussy boi you pay a fee

Shawty ain no peon to get on her knees it ain for free

But shawty she on go she stay on go juss for me

Then I tagged the team we in the kitchen cookin up chiccen for the fiend

Hop on the plane I'm gone look at whether and it's not what it seem

All my bitches be cordial cos they know they nigga is P

Imma rich fiend all he know is to pop these beans

I don't rap with pussy niggas put em in the trunk

Custom kel tec with a switch this is not a pump

The baddest with the fattest ass she rollin up my runts

Only fucced her once and then I dumped her like a chump

The baddest with the fattest ass got her nails done

The baddest with the fattest ass really top me up

Gotta say the sinners prayer cos I do to much

Walk around this earth like a nigga a king or something

Bury me in my own pyramid like king tut yeah

Shawty textin my phone like sleezy fucc up all my guts

Trist in my sprite really make my stomach tuff

Gettin hella bag after bag can't get enough

Run down on that pussy boi cos he talk too much

Dragon bullets in this clip I got hells gun

Dragon bullets in this clip I got hells gun

Dragons in this bullet wait I got hells gun