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I'm too drunk, I'm too to hear that fuck shit
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck
Let them things blam, let things blam
Let them things blam, let things blam
I'm too fucked up, too up I'm on fuck shit
Let them things blam, let things blam
My chopper filled up, let them blam
My hangers got extendos, let them blam
I'm from Riverdale, of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, some young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
Them boys gone, boys crazy, must have lost their mind
Whole clique strapped up one time
the law hey my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham the summer of sound

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
Eat you some busy bees, kill you and your best friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Too up on my block
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real nigga till my heart
KO make your body rock

Won't stop 'till I see a body
round get mollywopped
Leave my off the top
I'm about a
See my young niggas love to
Strapped up with that
Want beef, no talking, shawty a bet
Live no regret, where you from shawty throw up your set
A nigga want me dead, got a check on my head got but I got too much too much
Pride, dignity, while you're hating on me I'm making
Waka broke boy shitting me
money on a bitch, ain't shit to me
Let them guns blam, let guns blam
This a .44 bulldog it jam

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
Eat you some busy bees, kill you and your best friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Too turnt up on my
finger to the law fuck a cop
Real nigga till my heart
That KO make your rock

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies turn
Ain't talking about no pills nigga, we sliding round with
I'm ridin round in this
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on your head and they gone lay you for dem racks
Y'all niggas toting no straps
Y'all don't want no war
Y'all don't want my goons
around by your front door
But that hot shit, you pop shit
Runnin like you got shit
Had my all in your crib
You round like you got bricks
Most niggas die cause they sides
And do dumb shit when get high
Cross me, it get by
Try to play it cool, and get fried
All the real niggas on this
Niggas shoot like do
Every that's 'round me get real money and merk too

Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some bees, kill you and your best friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Too turnt up on my
Middle to the law fuck a cop
Real nigga my heart stop
That KO your body rock