This is a song about "Gotta gun"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Now look around you. did you see a gun?

My gun always in range

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

And when it come to the cash

Thats a nice gun you have

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Niggas wanna pick up a fuckin gun

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Grab my knife and my gun

Work straight out the kitchen

Actor done the switch of my gun

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

I beach chair, with my malibu vision