Fyre Dept. - My Gun Go Off lyrics

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Fyre Dept. - My Gun Go Off lyrics

[Produced by Adam Deitch & Eric Krasno] [Hook] n***a, my gun go off - you see the barrel turning You feel the hollows burning, n***a, now you're learning n***a, my gun go off - call it attempted murder n***a, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting n***a, my gun go off - don't try to say I'm tripping When I get to flipping and I smack the clip in n***a, my gun go off - we call it putting work in Leaving n***as hurting, homicide's lurking n***a, my gun go off [Verse 1] f**boy, you can see it to believe it Try to dodge and weave it, end up a paraplegic Believe me, its easy, I'll hurt you, I'll murk you I'll pop something, drop something, I ain't going to stop hunting Run, run, 'til you're spun, one shot, one gun One 911 emergency, it's murder, B It's excellent execution when I'm pulling the trigger No mistake for that cake, I'm hitting you and your n***as Feel the flame when I aim for the top of your brain See the spark and the bang, n***a, sh** ain't a game Do the math or get blast, bullets go through the gla** Goes through your a** fast and the leather seat in your Nav n***a, its not a war when there's casualties on one side, I ride Turn it up on you n***a after Jake ride by I click-clack, that's that, I don't flash, I mash I wave the Uzi at them, I make a movie out them [Hook] [Verse 2] You better lose yourself in the moment Use it, f** the music, I'mma let it go You only get one shot before I back out and fire back At your hat, your back, your a** crack, your nutsack Your Cadillac, if you make it to that, I'm hitting that The 70's was smack, the 80's crack The 90's was grimy, millennium MACs, man Clips on the whips I ride in them, bad b**hes, I ride in them Don't worry, I'll get them, gat's jammed or unjammed God damn safest the safety don't work, squeeze the eagle, it chirps End up faced down in the dirt more than hurt Bring the beef where you hang out, bang out, shots ring out Hit your shoulders trying to blow your brains out Hit your homies in their legs, bet they have their canes out tomorrow You know tomorrow's just a day away If you can keep your heart beating, then your a** awake [Hook]