Gun Smoke lyrics

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
I'm son of a plug, got that sh*t from my mother
I got a sweet white play, he up in Tucker
All my n*ggas from the gutter
My slime b*tch set you up 'cause you a sucker
You know I'm so slime, ran off on my brother
My n*gga out bad, he sold to undercover
I can't love that b*tch, I never been a lover
I'm serving them packs, yeah, I got that sh*t from my mother
Draco on me and it singing like Usher
Call BigSmokeChapo he gon' buss you
I shoot a n*gga for my brother
I'm f*cking your b*tch and I used a rubber
Stepping on bricks, I got that from my father
I got a b*tch trapping and she go to Harvard
I'm in the trap with them shooters and robbers
Ain't worried bout shells 'cause I got revolvers
Got lean in the baby bottle like a toddler
I'm smoking that opp pack like a Rasta

[Verse 2: Neezus]
It's Nezzus, b*tch
Hit the little boy with the Sig
Rich Slime Gang, b*tch, know what it is
I be smoking exotic, not smoking no mid
In a SRT with a tint
I'm up in this b*tch and I still got the blick
Counting these hunnids, got f*ck n*ggas sick
We done came along way from just splitting up cents, b*tch
Young n*gga still got the glick though
I really be working on doing no kick door
I'm boolin with Sito we swerving the Benzo
This big ass chop stick make him do limbo
I'm addicted to money, I really do get dough
n*ggas ain't on sh*t and I swear they got no hope
Gangway n*gga, addicted to gun smoke
Fifty round on me, lil' b*tch, better get low
Play with gang, b*tch, we go loco
f*ck do you think we got these guns for?
Since I was a jit, I been dodging the popo
I keep buying this drip but I never can go broke
Real top floor sh*t we ain't f*cking with no folks
Young rich n*gga sh*t, I ain't f*cking no broke ho
I swear that this money a part of my mojo
[Verse 3: Slimesito]
I got some young shooters, them n*ggas so loco
I got a young n*gga who still pulling kick doors
I got some new guns like I just got a cheat code
I'm still in the trap and I'm posted with oso
My n*ggas so skitz, they in love with that gun smoke
I ride with two Glocks, man, you know I'm not solo
Put your ass on a shirt just like some polo
That n*gga got shot in the chest with that .44
My bro on the road and he still doing 44
My n*gga so slimy, I just robbed my kinfolk
I still got the strap, I'm not going for sh*t bro
I just got out jail and I'm still hitting licks bro
I hit for ten racks, yeah, I'm back on my sh*t bro
I shoot a whole clip and you know I'm gon' reload
That AR-15 got you doing a go-go
f*ck on your b*tch and I pass her to Momo
VVS diamonds, they look like a snow globe
I'm on the block and I'm front row
You know I'm so shiesty, they calling me cutthroat