Gun Play Business lyrics

[Intro]
Baby, come f*ck with a thug (Thug)
Walked in the courthouse, got butterflies in my stomach, got the bubble guts
BabyLife vampire sh*t, he not one of us
Pass my partner the Glock, hit you with that uppercut
(I love DJ Gren8de)
(f*ck is you talking about?)
(f*ck is you talking about?)
Hm, I put the-
Hrll, I put the-
I
(We gone be okay)

[Verse]
I put the Glock in my boot as joke, but I had to get in the club
I put the stock on the stick, baby, come f*ck with a thug
Walked in the courthouse, butterflies in my stomach, got the bubble guts
BabyLife vampire sh*t, he not one of us
Pass my partner thе Glock, hit you with that uppercut
Huh, I’m telling y'all I'm like Jason, cus I’m just gon’ mask thе f*ck up
Bad bit’ wit’ me look like Meagan Good, like baby what’s good?
Choppa takin’ off his hood
Think that boy misunderstood
It’s something ‘bout that draco, that bit’ just feel right, and I’m thinking it would
20 sum’ shots in that damn 30, I better see blood
Twin Glock 30, like Seth and Steph Curry
Russian AK When they seen that stick, they knew that bit’ dirty
Slide on they block, f*ck n*gga talk sh*t
And the vamps don't be worried, them guns dont pop sh*t
Huh, he keep postin that Draco, but he just got hit with 4 nick
n*gga dissin’ the P, think we hit the wrong lick
I might kill the f*ck n*gga, he tryna play tricks
I was posted with kickdoor Velly before the door kicked
Drop a triple double on his head like Nikola Jokic
Huh, Benihana with the gang and some bad b*tches
These n*ggas wanna hang with lil Glokk, poppin’ they damn sh*t, but I don’t got no kick-in
b*tch two face, know the ho f*cked up, lost the one way ticket
n*gga want smoke, but they gang get rocked let that gun play business
I’m f*ckin’ b*tches, I’m still having unfinished visits
I got a thirty mag hanging out my britches
I put the stick in my coat as a joke n*gga, but it work
Which one of y’all n*ggas wanna die?
Talk crazy, I think he went first
I’m tryna feel that pus*y baby, lift your skirt
I ain’t tryna come off as no j*rk
Pull up to that boy J-O-B
Huh, eat that boy face just like KFC (We gone be okay)
Huh, I’m tryna put my b*tch in some double G
Huh, yo’ ass gon’ get smoked, n*gga if it’s you or me
Huh, I wouldn’t save your life if that was up to me
BabyLife Vamp sh*t, f*ck all that courtesy
Huh, can’t see through the side like I’m Japanese
Huh, 2 bodys 1 pain we get in there on M-O-B
Huh, I’m still duckin’ cop, tryna swerve the police
Them n*ggas dead dog, don’t ever try f*ck with me
Huh, he said he gon’ catch it back, well then get up with me
Hundred on the SK, n*gga them double D’s
Cartier glasses when I’m locked up, but it wasn’t hard to see
Huh, we lookin’ at ya’
Huh, we catch ‘em, we bustin’ at ya’
This sh*t etiquette n*gga, I do the fashion
Go outside and get active, got tired of rappin’
Hrll, we send a sixer
I see a bit’ that I want, I’m gon’ get her
Put a switch on your Glock, n*gga, to hit quicker
Gun play business, discuss it for dinner
[Outro]
Gun play (Gun play)
Gun play business