This is a song about "Got my guns out"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably

I got nice hands nigga eat out my palms

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Back with a vengeance

You can't evade my guns,

Heard that you alright though

We got dat guns and flow

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples