Guns Blazing lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Higher than the seas on my private jet
Four door lambo, I'm buying that
I'm mad cause them b*tches ain't designed it yet
I'm mad cause them b*tches ain't designed it yet

[Verse 1: Demon The Devil]
Twenty four gold karat smartwatch
I got b*tches at the crib with some big tots
Muthaf*cka I will hit you with the big Glock, if you keep on talking that little sh*t to the fat ops
I'm smoking purple lean, with my vros, high as a mother ship
Trying to have a good time, ignoring all of the bullsh*t
Playing games, spitting game, that's all we ever do
We're meant to kill sh*t, turnt up the party, Demon Gang that's the f*ckin' crew
Speed up the limit, I'm finna f*ck up your languages, going super saiyan all over the mic
Bring the lube home baby, your pus*y is so tight
We finna f*ck it up
Having sex all night
Acting all white knight
With a cup of purpp and a dab of Sprite
We gone be alright
Stop stressin' your mental
We gone be instrumental
As soon as we climax
We gone be so
[Bridge: Juicy J]
Higher than the seas on my private jet
Four door lambo, I'm buying that
I'm mad cause them b*tches ain't designed it yet
I'm mad cause them b*tches ain't designed it yet

[Verse 2: Demon The Devil]
I'm cruisin' down the hood in my gold '64
With my main b*tch beside me and she ain't no hoe
All I want to do is smoke that grass, listening to Hov, but I swear these n*ggas acting tough, the streets, it ain't a joke
n*ggas get hit with the MAC, in the back, inside of your Cadillac
BLAT-BLAT-BLAT
Stay strapped, or you gonna get clapped by some real ass n*ggas that finna go straight headshot
No kneecaps
Steal yo cheap hat
And cop me some rehab
Nah, I'm not mad, I stay GLAD
Don't test me fag, take a step back

[Outro: Demon The Devil]
Yeah, I'm that mean
Shoot up the function, let's make it fancy
Keep the guns blazing, we gone make it to a galaxy
I'll meet you in Hell, that's where you'll find me