This is a song about "Slinging guns"

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Guns blazing, hells raising

We got dat guns and flow

Whip purple and yellow, hello

And the v12, that's on various trips

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

Guess they ran out of options

But i dont carry guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I don't care if you actually think that you are slinging slugs!