Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song gun smoke, artist - 21 Savage. Date of issue: 25.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
gun smoke |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah, yeah (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah, yeah |
| One man army from the get-go (Get-go) |
| One man army pullin' kick doors (Kick doors) |
| Talkin' out yo' neck get you tag toed (Tag toed) |
| I’m a killer whale, you a tadpole (Tadpole) |
| Nigga, you got asthma, you don’t want smoke (Straight up) |
| Who want cancer? |
| I’m giving out smoke (Straight up) |
| I got too many bitches, I can’t trip bro (On God) |
| Most of the time, I be caked up with my stick bro (On God) |
| Yeah, AK make yo' brotha do the limbo (On God) |
| Make this Glock «Shiggy Challenge» out the window (On God) |
| Savage, why you always rappin' 'bout guns for? |
| (Straight up) |
| 'Cause, bitch, I fell in love with the gun smoke (Straight up) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah, gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Put my Glock down, that’s a no-no (No-no) |
| When I wear my suit, I tote my .44 (.44) |
| Y’all ain’t killin' shit, y’all niggas hoes-hoes (Hoes-hoes) |
| Cryin' over pussy, you a broke joke (Broke joke) |
| Started with a deuce deuce, turned it to a .38 |
| Then I got a Glock 9, turned it to a AK |
| First I was a leg shooter, now I’m hittin' chest, face |
| She done caught rug burn, give that girl a neck brace |
| Shoot at me with a handgun, that’s an insult (Straight up) |
| We got plenty sticks, nigga, plus my M’s up (Straight up) |
| My young niggas ready to crash, they don’t give a fuck (Straight up) |
| Let it bang, let 'em hang, I’ma drop mine (Straight up) |
| I don’t need no shooter, everybody know I pop mine (On God) |
| I’m at Crucial on stage with a Glock 9 (On God) |
| I keep one in the head, I ain’t got time to cock mine (On God) |
| Murder Gang, nigga, I’m redder than a stop sign (On God) |
| You niggas know you need to cut out all that dickriding (Bitch) |
| Skinny capris, you think you finer than yo' bitch, huh? |
| (Lil' bitch) |
| You niggas mad 'cause I keep throwin' up Zone 6, huh? |
| (Lil' bitch) |
| Like «Look at Savage, lil' bitch ass, he think he the shit, huh?» |
| (Facts) |
| I think I am when I’m ridin' with this stick, huh (21) |
| I think I am 'cause I just fucked that nigga bitch, huh (On God) |
| I swear to god my deal worth seven figures, not six, huh (Straight up) |
| You think you hard, you wanna get shot all up in yo' shit, huh? |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Yeah, gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Gun smoke (Gun smoke) |
| Put my Glock down, that’s a no-no (No-no) |
| When I wear my suit, I tote my .44 (.44) |
| Y’all ain’t killin' shit, y’all niggas hoes-hoes (Hoes-hoes) |
| Cryin' over pussy, you a broke joke (Broke joke) |