Ej2val1d - Heavy Guns

{Chorus}
I'm about to cut wit’ my big draco, Let that fucker slide
Nigga think im lackin', then grab my Jam, we point it to his eyes
(?...) a nigga once, we hit his head that shit got (?...)
Watch his body hit the ground, we made his fuckin mama cry
Me and gang we smokin on this gas, it got us hella fried
Told lil' Shawty, hop up in my whip, we finna take a ride
Grab that .45, put it to his head, I swear you bet not cry

Huh, huh, huh, huh

{verse: Ej2val1d}
I’m big steppin' when I walk up in this bitch, feel like the king
Grab the jet 5 out my pocket, bet i make this fucker sing
Cuz, nigga keep on talkin' on the net, gon' hit him in his spleen
Ay, look
Pushin' to the crib, I'm tryna see what niggas talkin bout
Heard my name up in they conversation, boy better keep it out
Why this pussy nigga hidin', bitch lets come and bang it out
Huh, ayy, ayy yea

{verse2: ?}
Cuz said hе need a feature, i'ma do it for the low
Pop out wit AK