[Intro: G.U.N.]

Uh, geek it up

Hundred to the dash, I'm on a Perky

.223 and that bullet stay workin'

I had to count up them rackades

I get my work from the Narcos

[Chorus: G.U.N.]

I get my work from the Narco

Right behind the Roscoes

We serve you a cut package, no Costcos

Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row

Count up the pack and the cash on a ho

We had to run it up, stick to the code

It's already gone, it's already sold

Balenciagas I made off the stove

Trapped in the trap like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

[Verse 1: Matt OX]

Yeah, I don't wanna talk, 'less it's 'bout bands

Yeah, 'less it's 'bout bands, 'less it's 'bout bands

Yeah, five times ten, flipped it again, yeah

I need the blue, the big benjamins

In a Ghost, it got a tint

I want the big old bands

Heard you was broke and you spent your advance

Went to the bank and I picked up the bands

Yeah, I flex where you can't

Belmont denim on the pants

Drip black venom, yeah

Yeah, no Spiderman

Flex when you can, hop out the Ben

Ben, Ben, no Spiderman

When I hopped out Louis, that cost your whole whip

When I hopped out Gucci, that cost your whole rent

Flex, flex, I know how to flex

Flex, flex, you know I get checks

Flex, yeah, just turned to a Patek

'Tek, yeah, racks on my neck

Neck, yeah, I need the blue notes, green green greens

Popped out, I'm flexin' in these

Yeah, yeah, I'm gettin' all these, yeah, yeah

Prada and the Louis V, yeah

Christian Dior on my sleeve, yeah

[Chorus: G.U.N.]

I get my work from the Narco

Right behind the Roscoes

We serve you a cut package, no Costcos

Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row

Count up the pack and the cash on a ho

We had to run it up, stick to the code

It's already gone, it's already sold

Balenciagas I made off the stove

Trapped in the trap like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

[Verse 2: G.U.N.]

Make the trap jump like this

I got my bros, they all gettin' bands, yeah

I don't want green, blue benjamin

Chopper roll, ho got a kick

Drop top coupe and it's lit

Money talk, look at my wrist

Bad bitch, she eatin' dick

Huh, fifty on me and I'm lettin' it sing

Hop out, on shootin' spree

Disappear, go overseas, go overseas

He talk too much, we gon' aim at his taco

Off-White dutch and they look like mayo

Don't want the bitch, just want her facial

Diamonds they dance, just like Ne-Yo

Can't save no bitch, can't be your hero

Hide that fish, he lookin' like Nemo

Suicide, I killed the roof

Shooters with me, yeah, they my troops

[Chorus: G.U.N.]

I get my work from the Narco

Right behind the Roscoes

We serve you a cut package, no Costcos

Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row

Count up the pack and the cash on a ho

We had to run it up, stick to the code

It's already gone, it's already sold

Balenciagas I made off the stove

Trapped in the trap like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Made the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this

Make the trap jump like this