Lyrics Weapon - GRANT, BAUM

Weapon

Go on myself
I’m cold steel stainless
My glass half full
Always said don’t stop for no fools
Serpents, daydream
I’ll bite, you call me lovely
Got a sweet tooth
Gonna get the sugar from you
When they say I’m a machine gun
I take it as a compliment
Honey, you should know
I can be your weapon
I can be your weapon
Call me cold blood, selfish
Your words are painless
I like when I drive
And it feels so dangerous
They say I’m a red flag
'Cause they want it so bad
You should know I’m holding on
To what I have