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Luvvcertified - Chill That's My Gun! Lyrics



Luvvcertified - Chill That's My Gun! Lyrics
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(This lil hoe tried to reach for my dick I just told her "that's my gun")
(I just told her "that's my gun" huh huh)
This lil hoe tried to reach for my dick I just told her "that's my gun" yeah (I just told her "thats my gun" yeah)
They keep askin' why we scammin' these niggas we just do it for the fun yeah (we just do it for the fun yeah)
I-I I'ma just keep leavin' her on read I don't really give no f*ck yeah (I don't really give no f*ck yeah)
Niggas talk hot shit on the net that's one text and they done (and they done)
Real trap niggas in the cut my nigga you runnin' down you gettin' touched (you gettin touched) yeah
Leave a nigga dead but if we don't we gon' leave 'em on a crutch (we gon' leave 'em on a crutch) yeah
She sent me a text that she wanna slide she just really wanna hump (she just really wanna hump yeah) yeah
Focus on money she ain't worth my time I'm just steady movin' up (I'm just steady movin' up yeah) yeah
Money the only thing that's on my mind everyday I count it up (count it up yeah) yeah
And it's this one girl that's on my mind I ain't never lettin' up (I ain't never lettin' up yeah) yeah
Got a few shooters and I'm tryna chill they just tryna get a buck (get a buck yeah) yeah
Told my twin "we gotta move to the hills" I'm just tryna level up (level up yeah) yeah
Count up my digits Lord forgive me for my sinnin
I'm just really tryna win (win yeah) pack in I flip it
Circle too small you can't fit in I'm just really movin' trim (trim yeah)
I just be fried she said she want me to slide
Told this hoe to drop the lo'(drop the lo' yeah) brodie on go
He be itchin' for a toe smokin' gas I'm movin' slow yeah (I'm movin' slow yeah)
I don't trust a ho finger clutchin' onna pole
Had that nigga gettin' low (gettin' low) Hop out and get 'em
Told brodie "we won't miss him" he runnin' on his tippy toes (tippy toes yeah)
R-R-R Real trap niggas in the cut my nigga you runnin' down you gettin' touched (touched)
Leave a nigga dead but if we don't we gon' leave him on a crutch yeah (crutch)
She sent me a text that she wanna slide she just really wanna hump yeah (hump)
Focused on money she ain't worth my time I'm just steady movin' up (movin' up yeah)
Money the only thing that's on my mind every day I count it up yeah (count it up yeah)
And it's this one girl that's on my mind I ain't never letting up (letting up yeah)
Got a few shooters they not tryna chill they just tryna get a buck (buck yeah)
Told my twin "we gotta move to the hills" I'm just tryna level up yeah (level up yeah)
(Level up yeah)
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(This lil hoe tried to reach for my dick I just told her "that's my gun")
(I just told her "that's my gun" huh huh)
This lil hoe tried to reach for my dick I just told her "that's my gun" yeah (I just told her "thats my gun" yeah)
They keep askin' why we scammin' these niggas we just do it for the fun yeah (we just do it for the fun yeah)
I-I I'ma just keep leavin' her on read I don't really give no f*ck yeah (I don't really give no f*ck yeah)
Niggas talk hot shit on the net that's one text and they done (and they done)
Real trap niggas in the cut my nigga you runnin' down you gettin' touched (you gettin touched) yeah
Leave a nigga dead but if we don't we gon' leave 'em on a crutch (we gon' leave 'em on a crutch) yeah
She sent me a text that she wanna slide she just really wanna hump (she just really wanna hump yeah) yeah
Focus on money she ain't worth my time I'm just steady movin' up (I'm just steady movin' up yeah) yeah
Money the only thing that's on my mind everyday I count it up (count it up yeah) yeah
And it's this one girl that's on my mind I ain't never lettin' up (I ain't never lettin' up yeah) yeah
Got a few shooters and I'm tryna chill they just tryna get a buck (get a buck yeah) yeah
Told my twin "we gotta move to the hills" I'm just tryna level up (level up yeah) yeah
Count up my digits Lord forgive me for my sinnin
I'm just really tryna win (win yeah) pack in I flip it
Circle too small you can't fit in I'm just really movin' trim (trim yeah)
I just be fried she said she want me to slide
Told this hoe to drop the lo'(drop the lo' yeah) brodie on go
He be itchin' for a toe smokin' gas I'm movin' slow yeah (I'm movin' slow yeah)
I don't trust a ho finger clutchin' onna pole
Had that nigga gettin' low (gettin' low) Hop out and get 'em
Told brodie "we won't miss him" he runnin' on his tippy toes (tippy toes yeah)
R-R-R Real trap niggas in the cut my nigga you runnin' down you gettin' touched (touched)
Leave a nigga dead but if we don't we gon' leave him on a crutch yeah (crutch)
She sent me a text that she wanna slide she just really wanna hump yeah (hump)
Focused on money she ain't worth my time I'm just steady movin' up (movin' up yeah)
Money the only thing that's on my mind every day I count it up yeah (count it up yeah)
And it's this one girl that's on my mind I ain't never letting up (letting up yeah)
Got a few shooters they not tryna chill they just tryna get a buck (buck yeah)
Told my twin "we gotta move to the hills" I'm just tryna level up yeah (level up yeah)
(Level up yeah)
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Writer: Jayron Brink
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Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Jayron Brink
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