Gun Sounds

[Intro: 3200 Tre]
It's Thirty, come on
I don't know who beat this is, but this bitch fire
What up, 6andz? (SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Tell 'em, tell 'em what you gotta talk about on this bitch
Let me hear you

[Verse 1: Tj6andz]
Never leave your crib alone
Glock on me, you was ridin' by yourself, he got hit alone
You ain't worried 'bout no money, leave the crib and forget your phone
I just took the 50 out the Glock 'cause I couldn't fit it on
Guess I'm ridin' with a .30 now
You better pay a fiend to clean your crib up, you got a dirty house
Yeah, I just hit a bitch on the sofa, she got a sturdy couch
I wouldn't let that bitch give me head, she got a dirty mouth
Bitch need her teeth brushed, I need my feet rubbed
Run through the green all day, then put the cleats up
I'm beefin' with this lil' bad bitch, I beat her cheeks up
Lil' bitch said she want her titties done, she got a B-cup
Bro, I can't hear you when you talkin', you gotta speak up
Cut the barrel off the gun, look like a tree trunk, yeah
My bother got 'bows already, I don't re-up
This nigga came T-shirt with the sleeves cut
Like this nigga got a vest shirt
You better come and shop with dog, he got the best work
You gotta go and hit a time to pass out test work
This nigga caught a headshot, he hit his chest first

[Verse 2: 3200 Tre]
Huh, a nigga hit me in my shit, that's why my chest hurt
Hm, but I just tapped that nigga head, he see how death work
Huh, we can't jump right into sex, bae, give me head first
I'ma talk about the dog shit in my next verse
Huh, the first watch I bought was plain, I'm finna buss down
Huh, if you ain't touched a hunnid' K, then sit the fuck down
Huh, when that money counter beep, it make the truck sound
Hm, can't nobody rap like me, I make that one sound
Hm, fahh, fahh, fahh, thrtt, doo, them is gun sounds
Huh, I don't know no Q50, but I got bloodhounds
Hm, baby ride the dick crazy, I think I love clown
Hm, I gave my whole heart to the hood, that's why I love pound
Hm, where my cup at?
Hm, I don't care how much money I make off music, bitch, I still want my plug back
Hm, my schedule look a lil' open, where some clubs at?
Hm, my head fucked up, I need some love, where some hugs at?
Hm, I don't need back up, it's seven niggas in this black truck
A nigga play one game, he gon' get fapped up
Hm, I like to keep shit super P, bae, I don't act up (SLAJIDI, turn me up)
I'm not gon' drop a tear about you, I pour Act' up

[Outro: 3200 Tre]
Come on, nigga
Real Money Counter, MINE shit, bitch
It's Thirty, come on