Stunna 4 Vegas – Gun Smoke Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Gun Smoke – Stunna 4 Vegas

A n**ga crossed that line, it’s gun smoke
B**ch, we bust poles and cut throat
We deliver beef right to your front door
Might get to tweaking in this b**ch
We make the people call the po po

I’m tryna T-shirt me some s**t
We turn an opp into a low go
Gun on my right hip for if s**t go wrong

He crossed that line, I bust it
I still be on that f**k s**t
Every n**ga with me clutching
B**ch, get up uh, we won’t give no f**ks
Dirty stick clip hold a hunnid
I give her dyck, and keep it coming
He says, it’s up, we put him under
let’s stick the clips, I got up on
Won’t go for s**t, go ask my momma

We spin back to back like DJ Drama
Nag on them Drake check like a comma
Forget to mention I got commas
He want a verse then send a wire
He can get him wet, I сan get him higher
New opp pack I’m getting higher
New Glock 10 I’m tryna use it
Big F&N clip full of blue tips

Catch him by bad he a news clip
I get ’em popped for them blue strips
They tryna go live and get into it
I’m tryna slide and give it to him

A n**ga crossed that line, it’s gun smoke
B**ch, we bust poles and cut throat
We deliver beef right to your front door
Might get to tweaking in this b**ch
We make the people call the po po
I’m tryna T-shirt me some s**t
We turn an opp into a low go
Gun on my right hip for if s**t go wrong

➤ Written by Stunna 4 Vegas
Stunna 4 Vegas | 2020

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