Gunz N Butter (feat. Juicy J)

A$AP Rocky

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Gunz N Butter (feat. Juicy J) Song Lyrics
Swingin' by the tires leave a third degree
And I heard theres bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me
They gon' have to take me straight to Satan cause' I'm blessin' this
I fell distressed I feel no stress
I built this trust
They all gon' murder me
Hercules

Mama warned me pop was on me
Acid shorty (shut the fuck up)
Get get gettin' guap before when I was fourteen Glock was forty
Bounce your jaw for plottin' on me
Hot bolognese grits with
Problems copper hoppin' on me
Cheese from government-ment (what that mean?)
Prada on me choppers on me crock on Maury kicks kicks (word)
God was for me locks was on me
Blew up ever since then (okay okay)
Grew up ever since then
Screwed up ever since then
Do-ups up ever since then
(Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah, big homie, took my time but now, big homie
Homies outta line, big homie
Money outta pocket homie (money outta pocket)
All these niggas pockets homie
Chopper let 'em live
I was only six, when I crept up in the crib
Found it Sig, what I did, what I did (Oh!)
Cock it homie
Now its in my p-pocket homie
I-I got r-rocket on me, dare you nigga, tr-try me, homie
For the love of spread
Mommas butter bread
Man I prolly should be dead
Was it 'cause of what I said?
What I-

Desi, FN, Ruger, Draco
Euros, pounds and dollars, pesos
Money, hoes and power, Draco
I was riflin', shotgunnin', Draco
Now can't a nigga see I ain't got no time for games
I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang
But fuck that one of my young niggas 'ill take tha charge
I'm stackin' loot muthafuck lookin' behind some bars

Rocky, Rocky
Hold on one second bro
Ha Rocky, it's Hector bro
Rocky this is Hector bro
We gotta hold on one second bro
Theres an issue goin' on back here

Grandma was a catholic
And mama was a christian
My papa turned to muslim when he
Spent some time in prison (no cappin')
No Jehova's witnesses but I'm from kinda different
They don't leave no witnesses so folks just mind they business
These days I just practice all the good from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
The president a a-hole (Fuck off)
Prayin' for a JFK
All we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target not from Target but from Walmart
Then it's a-ok
Fuck them boys no KY with this SK leave them DOA
AR in the ER its the state of mind of every state
Say your grace you better pray

Guns with the butter
Guns for my brother
Came from the gutter
Cocaine in the buttocks
Razor box cutter
Blade under gumma
Gang in the Hummer
Skate wit' your mother
The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain
The fact of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

What's really butter?
The gun or the putter?
You hear me?
You understand what I'm sayin'?
What's really butter?
What's really butter?
What's really butter?
Guns, you can get that butter all day
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