This is a song about "Gun that nigga down"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Some nights i get really close to squeezing that gun.

I told him get his 9 and run

Telling me that life stinks, he craves a gun;

Run em down, gun em down, bitches start hollerin'

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

Bang bang, do you hear that gun bang?

Told ya i’m focused man

No receipt nigga i got that

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I can only imagine

You talkin bout toting that gun

Its that other nigga

Yeah, one time for the