Lyrics WEAAPON 2 - 83HADES

WEAAPON 2

He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon, I got a weapon
He got a weapon
I GOT THE WEAPON!
Slide with the Glock, slide with the mop
I cannot help it, I cannot stop
You can get shot, Big gun and red dot
You can get popped, just like an opp
Just like an oxy, Act like a clown and i’m killing your posse
If you get shot down got a mask in the lobby
Can’t pick a bitch cuz they all wanna top me
I’m selling hank bitch I feel like I’m Bobby
I stick a gun out of bros Maserati
These demons on shorty I slide on your thottie
It’s demon time shawty I’m gonna feel snobby
And I keep a Glock 40 I ain’t fear nobody
And I’m up all on the block and im getting lots of money
And this rapping ain’t no joke don’t know why you think its funny
I don’t gotta say a thing cause they knowing how im coming
They don’t know much to this, know that im buzzing
I pull out the chopper and they starting running
Big 83 I turn nothing to something
My girls have an orgy they be out here fucking
Tailor my clothes and, I be out here stunting
Now what you say we can tell that you’re fronting
Im from the side where we kill and say nothing
Hold on lil bro am I missing me something?
Im the bad guy, bitch I feel like a villain
Beat up the pussy, I murk and I kill it
She wanna flirt take her skirt then I drill it
I take em off of this Earth for a chicken
Im off the xans it be fucking my vision
Walk in the trap I got my clip extended
Shorty was bad but I had to end it
Fuck all that talking lets get it
Fuck all that talking lets do it im with it
(?) gon' take you come through in that Civic
Im with the monsters who stay in them trenches
I buy a laser so they can’t see who did it
Rappers who with it, I can’t name a single one
Im finna spray em all down like a sentry gun
Down to the dick, but I heard that you sucking one
She look the way that I sucker punch
Im finna pop me another one
Go see your daughter right into some
He date a bitch and turn into one
All of that cash is an illusion
She think I love her that’s delusion
Lets see how the d’s moving
We gon' see how he shooting
Hoe I am not human
Pull out the heat and then get human
I got the sauce in this bitch, prove it
I told you shut up, why your lips moving?
I got the weight little bitch we done been moving
He wanna back in for with me you get ruined
She up and down on my dick call that head movement
I’m going up they can see that I’m improving
Smoking on gas that’s where this shit a polluted
You got a vest well these bullets still go through it
People say shit in their songs and then don’t it
Bitches be thirsty they screaming all for fluid
Who you think dead if we ended up both shooting
I got the bag in my vision I go to it
I got the lean in my cup bitch I been brewing
I pick the shotty tonight im the one choosing
Would’ve thought that I was caged the way Im selling dope
Swear to god you wouldn’t thought it saved her the way I fuck her raw
Told my bro that once I get that cake im gonna cut it off
I been out here stacking (OD's?) got me feeling tall
The murder they say AR is gonna rock em in his fucking jaw
If you wanna get some others brain you gon' get with me mopped
Say you gonna touch me and my bros, like you so silly ha
I just sent a bullet in his head I tote for really brah
Bitch I have been touring round the map, Im in Philly brah
If you want the beef you will fucking come and get me brah
People get to ducking when I come in with the semi brah
You may be not right now but I swear to god im catching up
Let em think that this a game until I’m at his momma’s crib
Bro I’m back, knock his frame, murder him in front of his kids
I ain’t hiding from nobody like, you can come and fight me bitch
Not for everybody yeah im really with that grimey shit
Got two pistols on me and I hold them they siamese twins
What’s so funny shit I really popped a benzo in a Benz
On some junkie shit, your bro wanna fucking crack bean
Come in to my city I hope your lil' ass is tapping in
Pistol whip em swear to god this chopper be up smacking men
Lets see who has killed them, lil' bitch, that’s a F&N
Big Balenciaga Triple S’s what im stepping in
Like who am I not better than?
She just showed me her pussy now im out here wetting it
I make the blow, I get explosions
Back in 4th, im up in those (?)
Put her brains in motion, we gon' train her like a locomotive
People hate on me but tell me whats the motive?
Big ass AR strapped right over my shoulder
Said he need some weed, I hit up my grower
We gon' blow em back, all up with my blower
Big ass Desert Eagle, I got Gucci I don’t need no Holster
Take up 3 her ass, and I’m on Mars feeling like a rover
Now It’s over i’ma hit her spot, I’ma bend her over
You break down the rock, while Im actually out here breaking boulders
What is yours is mine, yeah your shawty say she like my smolder
Suck my fucking dick, bitch, this song is over