6xnjaa - Bigger Guns

{Intro}
I'm fucked up up inside my head
Everybody wants me dead
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
I know that you just mad
But keep talkin', we know you a bitch
So we keep hawking
You say you keep a blick
But we got bigger guns
Call 'em big Martin

{Chorus}
I'm fucked up up inside my head
Everybody wants me dead
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
I know that you just mad
But keep talkin', we know you a bitch
So we keep hawking
You say you keep a blick
But we got bigger guns
Call 'em big Martin

{Verse 1}
'cause we like Bad Boys
We get to the bag
And fuck with "get back boys"
On the drill, knock a bitch ass out
Better not lack, boy
Popped an opp, on the street
Call that an easy frag, boy
Told my mans sneak up behind his ass
Call that an easy decoy
We donе moved like real killеrs
On the street, he held a blick right at my spine
But now he's six feet deep
I bet it's hard to breathe
But i'm done with this bullshit
I'm done doing this "cool shit"
And it's not cool to sign yourself
Up to the streets
Better go to school bitch
Real hustler over here
Don't you mistake me for a bitch
And if i don't fick with your jokes
We ain't no motherfucking clique
And i ain't claim to be a rapper
I ain't even got a hit
So don't put words up in my mouth
'cause i don't wanna use that blick

{Chorus}
I'm fucked up up inside my head
Everybody wants me dead
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
I know that you just mad
But keep talkin', we know you a bitch
So we keep hawking
You say you keep a blick
But we got bigger guns
Call 'em big Martin

{Verse 2}
It's steady 'bout making money
Everybody wants the paper
Ain't nobody gives a fuck 'bout how you feel
Or if you vader
And i really don't give a fuck
'cause one day i'm gon' be on top
And i'm gon' clown all of these hoes
Who ain't want me when i had nun'
I'm gon' be a money-makin' star
I don't cut all of the fakes on purpose
'cause i want them to see me on top
While they still play with dirt, bitch
Ay they hatin', but they workin' 9-5
Waiting for my check from spotify
'cause i was on the grind
Never stop wanna reach highs

{Bridge}
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh-ohoo, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't nobody gon' stop me
Better move out of my way

{Chorus}
I'm fucked up up inside my head
Everybody wants me dead
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
I know that you just mad
But keep talkin', we know you a bitch
So we keep hawking
You say you keep a blick
But we got bigger guns
Call 'em big Martin