1 With the Gun

[Chorus: Druugz]
I ain't had nothing but the gun
I started out robbing for fun
I'ma just tell you this once:
Give me that shit 'fore I blow out your lungs
I got a kit, weed smoke in my lungs
Extravagant living, [?] in the foreign
Throw out the money, it's coming down, pouring
I was down bags, had to get up for fun
I was down bags, had to get up and run
[?] weed, the one with the gun
Robbing and trapping, we did it for fun
My bullets fight together, ain't no one-on-one
Bitches are wondering, ran off with your son
School of Hard Knocks, I ain't never been dumb
Cup full of lean, I'm not sipping the raw
Geeking on the Molly, might rob you for fun

[Verse 1: Druugz]
Used to be stuck in the house
I found me a hustle, I had to get out
Kick in the door and took everything out
My daddy left us, so I started running wild
Momma at work and I had to get around
Stole me a car, start ducking the cops
Give me that shit or you gon' take a shot
Ain't got nothing to lose, but I can't take no loss
Heart so cold, it's covered in frost
Hustled them folks, but I'm really a boss
Two times ten with the S on their head
Play with my gang and I'm taking you out
MONY, POWR, I don't need no friends
Green leaf got me high like Peter Pan
Ten toes down like I'm stuck in the quicksand
No time to waste, I just need to quit playing
[?] don't worry, stealing Caravans
Damn, [?] 'cause I want them bands
[?] leave with the ten
Free all my niggas jammed up in the pen
Them niggas doing it, they just to win
Got your bitch in my house, [?]
Told my momma we not going broke again
Mask up and stay away from the film, yeah

[Chorus: Druugz]
I ain't had nothing but the gun
I started out robbing for fun
I'ma just tell you this once:
Give me that shit 'fore I blow out your lungs
I got a kit, weed smoke in my lungs
Extravagant living, [?] in the foreign
Throw out the money, it's coming down, pouring
I was down bags, had to get up for fun
I was down bags, had to get up and run
[?] weed, the one with the gun
Robbing and trapping, we did it for fun
My bullets fight together, ain't no one-on-one
Bitches are wondering, ran off with your son
School of Hard Knocks, I ain't never been dumb
Cup full of lean, I'm not sipping the raw
Geeking on the Molly, might rob you for fun

[Verse 2: MPR Tito]
I'm in your spot, them I'm headed to the lot
I wish y'all would [?], but I resolved it to the pot
Disrespecting MPR, guaranteed you gon' get shot
Staying down, selling drugs till the trap get hot
I'm the plug, bitch, you got me fucked, I never seen no trap
And my plug is a migo, then your plug burnt out
If you niggas got some plans, I'm quick to shoot you [?]
So you better watch your mouth, I'll send them plugs off in your house
Me and Druugz, we dibbing this bitch
MPR and DrugRixh
Done came up from staying down, running off and hitting licks
Shout out to Pablo and the whole Hoodrich
Tito back on turf, yeah, I'm back taking shit, yeah