11 Gunz lyrics

[Intro]
FOREVERROLLING
Hm, yeah, n*gga
Grr, huh (Bop)
f*ck they talkin' 'bout, n*gga?
Look, huh

[Verse 1]
Pull up to your funeral, eleven guns
Never had to watch MTV to see a reverend run, huh
It's the Devil's son, metal on me, Megatron (Bop, bop)
Tax his funds, in the streets with choppers like it's Lebanon, huh (Like it's Lebanon, n*gga)
You better have your gun, huh, b*tch, that's on my son
Bullets lunge, 6-0 icin' n*ggas like we Golden Sun (Golden Suns, n*gga)
Afghanistan, came with my Gat in hand (Grr)
sh*t'll blam, get your head wrapped like the Taliban, huh (Grr, grr, grr, bop)
Smokin' doinky sh*t, might get smelly, huh
Call me Regiuse, I got footagе 'round the world with that b*tch Kelly, huh (That b*tch Kelly, huh)
Brеad like a deli, huh
I was seventeen with a forty snatchin' grown n*ggas out they pelly-pelly, huh (Let me get that, n*gga)
R.I.P. King Koopa, Benz jeep, model scooper (Huh)
c*ck and shoot him, n*ggas owe me change, where my restitution? Huh (Where that sh*t at, n*gga?)
f*ck a hip-hop, thirty on my wrist watch
My fifth pop, I be raisin' cainers like that b*tch Rock, huh, n*gga

[Bridge]
Yeah, n*gga
Ayy, what I say? Ayy, look (Grr, grr, bop)
And f*ck a feature from Kan-Yeezy (Ah)
Ridin', flippin' blocks, on packs I made a hundred out these Jeezys, n*gga (Huh)
(Pull up to your funeral, eleven guns) Yeah, n*gga
(Never had to watch MTV to see a reverend run)
They can't f*ck with me, n*gga, ayy (Grr, bop, bop)
Look, huh
[Verse 2]
Look, b*tch, I don't dance or do TikToks
These Sigs hot, clips like movie scenes, who tryna binge watch? Huh (Tryna binge watch this, n*gga)
Gang claimin' the thirteen to get a kid shot (Grr, grr, bop)
We spin blocks, walk him down clappin' like flip flops, huh, n*gga
Bullets get the leader of your block in peace (Ah)
Hot as grease, pounds in the mail, I don't need a feat', huh (I don't need a feature, n*gga)
I was saved by the bell, who the f*ck is Screech? (Ah)
Coke and Lean get your BM f'd on, know no Meech (Don't know no Meech, n*gga)
Get your b*tch flamed, squintin' like I'm Johnny Dang, huh
Mask off but I ain't Kane, lettin' shots rang, huh (Bop, bop)
A dog untrained, wild and I'm untamed, huh (Bop, bop)
Out at night with two sticks like that n*gga Blade, huh, n*gga

[Outro]
(Pull up to your funeral, eleven guns)
(Never had to watch MTV to see a reverend run)
(Huh, pull up to your funeral, eleven guns)
(Never had to watch MTV to see a reverend run)