Hand Guns

[Chorus]

(Ugh) We keep 2-3s for niggas with man buns
It ain’t no fun when the rapper got the damn gun
Bet your bitch eat more dick than a bed bug
Only been down for attempts and Hand guns
I shot more niggas than niggas shot ammo
I bust more nines than 9-1-1-2-3 (Ugh)

[Jaygottheplug’s Verse]

My 2-2-3s got more victims than cancer
House full of white like my name Danny Tanner
She text me good morning Jay you so handsome
Beat it up than I ghost like Danny Phantom
Benihana’s for lunch dinner and breakfast
Watch you get killed tryna’ take my neckless
Why is he running my 40 gon’ catch him
1-2-3 (bow) he had a few seconds
Run it up baby let’s spend this whole bag
My credit scorе look like your cut in half
She tried to fuck and got mad cuz shе can’t
Kicked her ass out put her out in a cab
MCM bag full of pounds and racks
I’m in that new hellcat going fast
It ain’t no fun if you don’t fuck my mans
Bitch we do both shoot outs and throw hands
Glock 9 mil got one in both hands, (Aye)
He want the smoke fucked his bitch now he mad, (Aye)
I want a perc lil bro want a xan, (Aye)
Mask up kick doors bitch we in the back

[Chorus]

(Ugh) We keep 2-3s for niggas with man buns
It ain’t no fun when the rapper got the damn gun
Bet your bitch eat more dick than a bed bug
Only been down for attempts and Hand guns
I shot more niggas than niggas shot ammo
I bust more nines than 9-1-1-2-3 (Ugh)

[Blueface’s Verse]

Talking that mess got his ass messed up
(Do do do) from his back to his gut
We raised the roof drove his hellcat to heaven
Dodging these demons got hit wit a blessing
666 hit his ass wit a seven
Treat all my bitches like they is a peasant
Don’t fuck with 12 but I fuck wit 11
All of my dogs yea they going to heaven

[Chorus]

(Ugh) We keep 2-3s for niggas with man buns
It ain’t no fun when the rapper got the damn gun
Bet your bitch eat more dick than a bed bug
Only been down for attempts and Hand guns
I shot more niggas than niggas shot ammo
I bust more nines than 9-1-1-2-3 (Ugh)