(intro)Nigga gettin mad cause he'll never catch me lacking

Don’t pull up with stick you stupid bitch I'm always packing

I'm only 14 but my dick size a fucking taxi

Pussy wanna go said he want smoke I started laughing

Nigga acting tuff at school,that’s fine he's good at actin

He said turn down the music cause these guns is all he's blastin

Told that nigga shut up pussy bitch and nothing happened

He said he'll catch me slipping lay my body up in traffic

(Pre chorus)Nigga talking shit he getting mad,he started capping

We pop out on the nigga all the questions he start asking

He said you wouldn't hurt me I'm your friend we started laughing

Told'em guns ain't for threats,naw these guns made for action

(Chorus)These guns ain’t for threats,naw these guns made for action

He said that im satan,told him yes murder my passion

I love it when they bleeding,fucking pleading,for compassion

Cause guns ain’t for threats naw these guns made for action

(Muffled)guns ain't for threats,naw these guns made for action

We pop these pussy niggas,on the scene like Charles Manson

One hundred fucking sticks, go up his ass we got him dancing

Cause guns ain’t for threats naw these guns made for action

(verse/bridge) Lights,camera,nah bitch skip it too the action

We gon beat him black and blue,and all his niggas will be matching

Im not a fan of flashbacks, but lets see what happened

I remeber they was laughing,now my music they be blastin

We gon pop out, we gon rock out,with the sticks we got the mop out

We gon pull up to your school,with the tool and make you drop out

And My Glock name is Mike Tyson, if it hits you thats a knockout

He want action like a movie, in this picture he get cropped out

(Chorus)These guns ain't for threats,naw these guns made for action

He said that im satan,told him yes murder my passion

I love it when they bleeding,fucking pleading,for compassion

Cause guns ain't for threats naw these guns made for action

(Muffled)guns ain't for threats,naw these guns made for action

We pop these pussy niggas,on the scene like Charles Manson

One hundred fucking sticks, go up his ass we got him dancing

Cause guns ain’t for threats naw these guns made for action