Igotagun - Mellowhype

Through my precisions
I'm killing lyrical villain
I'm higher touchin' the ceilin'
I'm willing to f**king win this
I'm in this to finish niggas for dinner
Look out below to your temple (boom)
I call back september october november december
You faggots put on your jackets before it snow in the winter
Rookies and ginger cookies going to school playing hookey
To overlook me
No contest I arm wres monster on his loch ness
Penis hoochies hop up on my crotches
Spotless f**king a conscious goddess
In the darkness is all set I got this
Heartless congress condoms
Working on a topless
The compass is directing secting
I get carried away with the sexting complexing
She's yours I'm annexing
I got a gun (I cock it back)
I got a gun (betta wear your strap)
I got a gun (ni**a don't get clapped)
You better run (see it in my lap)
I got a gun (ni**a got my gun)
I got a gun (ni**a this sh*t fun)
I got a gun (I'm a kill that b**ch)
You better run
Left brain is my lex luger b**ch I'm waka flocka
Over the stove mixing music pasta
Swag me the f**k out I stash my dirty money at casey's house
Put my gold teeth in a vulture's mouth
120 degrees pistol holster's pouch
Radness of warriors jewlery store glory whores
Bloody and lovely wolf gang coyote ugly
I'm a wild animal b**ch I can't be tamed
Or identified or better even named
And ho that's a shame
Shoulda applied more effort in this game
Yeah call me acronym jim keep my beretta and my burgundy tim
Shoot that ni**a make sure he dead
Shoot that ni**a aim for his head
Kill that b**ch and steal her purse
Call everybody here her phone
If that motherf**ka works
Take that b**ch
$40 a month