🎵 HANDGUN // by YG

60 ContributorsHANDGUN Lyrics “HANDGUN” marks the third single to be released in anticipation of his new upcoming album Stay Dangerous. This also marks the first collaboration between YG and A$AP Rocky.… Read More  [Intro: YG] I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer, nigga Stay laced up On Bloods (Stay laced up) (8) [Chorus: YG] I just bought me a handgun and that shit came with the drum Do a nigga foul like AND-1, I need a bag then and some Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh-oh) I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug Eat it up then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh [Verse 1: YG] Uh, uh, baddies, lumps Uh, uh, Mr. Klumps Uh, uh, she on my nuts Fuck her once, I don't eat the butt "YG always cuss, YG do too much Oh my God, he always wearin' red, he a super Blood" You niggas super sus, act like y'all be pistoled up When them shots fire, all you niggas did was duck Duck, duck, duck, duck Duck, duck, duck, goose I don't want her, she boof, uh, heard that pussy loose, uh Yeah, she with the shits, ayy, gave me head in the coupe [Chorus: YG] I just bought me a handgun and that shit came with the drum Do a nigga foul like AND-1, I need a bag then and some Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh-oh) I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug Eat it up, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & Shadoe Haze] Woo, woo, woo Big gun, handgun, shootout, AND-1 Hop out, tap out, time out (Damn, son, what?) Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks Goku, Trunks, asthma pump Uh, uh, hit a nigga once he done, uh Crack 'em like Humpty Dumpty, uh She don't wanna fuck, she dumb, uh Uh, uh, pastry cup Cakey, rump, ice cream 'Cedes truck, nine screens Brady Bunch, widescreen I was thirteen with fake bling When Killa Cam was on the corner with the pink mink My little man was on the corner with the clink-clink, gold bank Roll eight, gold links, whole gang hold weight, ho [Chorus: YG] I just bought me a handgun and that shit came with the drum Do a nigga foul like AND-1, I need a bag then and some Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh-oh) I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug Eat it up, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh [Outro: Albert "Alchemist" Thompson] Alert! Bomb first Trained to go, fuck hesitation Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy, but of all men Set an example by demonstration, not conversation Fear of God, but with God keep a faithful relation Do the unthinkable Pop up on that ass out the blue like peek-a-boo All a man gots is his dick and his word So whatever that man says, he gots to do And if that pussy is yours, protect it by all means Keep them real niggas, some top lawyers, financial advisors And them get-the-job-done riders on your team And now you're ready for the world, yadadamean? Stay dangerous