Lyrics Gun on Me - Female Remix - Andrezia , Dynasty The King , Hitta Castro , Bankroll Barbie , Young Gattas

Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
Kuz you know semi ready to spray
Someone gone tell em like

I know them boys with
Them thangs
They never to far away
As soon as I hit they line
They hoppin out of the range for me
And we don′t do to much talking
Maybe you should get to walking
Cause this shit could get ugly
Know that you don't want these problems
Yeah I′m loving and I'm giving
But don't ever push my buttons
Cause I came from the bottom and I′m really from the gutta
Beam on um read light
Heavy in the street life
To pretty to fist fight
Hittin targets when we fire
I′m out here coming for necks
Count it up thumding through check
Watch me finesse
Doing the dash in the lex
We pulling up and saying less
You can get blessed
The Mac will put em to rest
I hope that you got a vest
I go for the head
I'm aiming and I′m over the edge
Shooting till ain't othing left
Ya better off dead
Big Choppa make you airborne
Let it blow like a air horn
Hitting if i ever miss you then Im aiming for who you care for
When the thang spark it′s a sad song
That barrel be mad long
You know what time I'm on
If they want static I′ll ride on em

Tell em gun on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
Kuz you know semi ready to spray
Gun on waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
Kuz you know semi ready to spray
Someone gone tell em like

If it's problems then its problems we can take it there
I run with some yung nikkaz they ain't playing fair
You tryna roll up i got a 8th to spare
We taking all these shots you would think lakers here
Scope on top of that uzi
Fuxk around and do a shoulder roll
Got a bad bitch name suzy
That ass fat it′s a over haul
I′m a y fan like Lucci
I'm the hardest spittin′ nikka overall
I'm drippin all in that gucci
Extended clips is my protocol
Why they pressin testin
Why they question lecture me
I told em not to come for me
Why they keep tryna fuck with me
They missin the pieces
I pick it up let me teach em
Kuz im the best to ever do it
Take a seat please just listen
Uh locked and loaded
I′m the chosen grab the amo
Time to goooo off
Bitch you need to know now
Theres no need to slow down
Smokin gas it's so loud
Got a shot and then i took it an i made it
So i gotta showwww out

Tell em gun on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
Kuz you know semi ready to spray
Gun on waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist
Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
Kuz you know semi ready to spray
Someone gone tell em like