This is a song about "Spraying guns"

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

With no guns and no shields

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

But i dont carry guns

3m's on my new balance

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

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

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits