This is a song about "Got my guns out"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Got a piece around my neck that spells out the name

Got a whole team of guns only gotta pair of hands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Think your fly? fuck guns i pull out and let the #fly #spray

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

I pray the lord my guns to keep

From the back seat, back seat

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

You can't evade my guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence