This is a song about "Shootin guns"

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Your better off shootin yourself

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Together all the timethought it was true love

Shootin' craps and gats, both skills learned from practice

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles