Bust Your Gun lyrics

[Intro: Styles P]
sh*t is crazy
I can't believe it
Uh, uh, uh
Ooh, sh*t

[Verse 1: Styles P]
P don't give a f*ck about you frostin' your hand (I don't give a f*ck)
Just knockin' off these bricks, then offin' your man
That's the kind of boss that I am (Know that's my kind)
And I'ma play shotgun and smoke the Porsche, make a van
Hollered at you so deep and so sick with the guns, when I walk by the wake, I want the coffin to stand (Stand up)
So hold up for one minute (What?)
You won't catch me in the tub, in the whip, or the club without a gun in it
And don't come through the strip lookin' hard in the car with your motherf*ckin' daughter and your son in it (Not your kids, baby)
Lately, I've been missin' my prayer to rooftops
But feel me? 'Cause he hittin' the stairs, the true c*ck
n*ggas think this album cuts (Ha-ha)
I'm like f*ck it, I'm the n*gga comin' through the door with two revolvers up (Two of 'em)
And I'm takin' all drama
And I spent twenty thou', motherf*cker, so I just got more problems

[Chorus: Styles P]
You gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
Gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Who yelling my name? (Huh?)
Who think it's a f*ckin' game? (Come on)
Like your money can't be found under the 'caine (You know?)
Like your body can't be found under the trains
Like this punk won't shatter apart your brain (Blaow)
I'm a thug with no scars and no braids (Come on)
But I could aim and shoot through the heart on your shades (Ha-ha)
I'm too raw, plus too quick with the gat (Uh-uh)
Hate water, but I leave you where the whales play at (Woo)
And I don't give a f*ck if all y'all go to the cops (Yeah)
And I don't give a f*ck if none of y'all give me my props (Uh)
I got sh*t in my name and my credit is worse
What's to stop me from shooting you first? f*ck you (Ha-ha)
I'm like tattoos (Yeah), you forget that I'm there (Uh-huh)
'Til the gunfire perm your hair
Miss you and go straight through your mom's rockin' chair (Uh)
Through her back and it ain't stopping there, come on

[Chorus: Styles P & Sheek Louch]
You gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
Gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo, let's bounce, my n*ggas)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life (Come on)
[Verse 3: Sheek Louch & Styles P]
Sheek and SP, rock, rock on (Come on)
Bust shots 'til your Glock can't pop no more (Ha-ha-ha)
Let it down 'til your top can't drop no more (Uh-huh)
Hit you up 'til your spirit's where the eagles fly (Come on)
Talk to me if you really come back when you die (Talk to me)
Make me believe
No shirt, but still got some sh*t up my sleeve (Now that's a trip)
No asthma, makin' it hard to breathe (Let's go)
Ayo, Styles, grab this motherf*ckin' mic from me, come on

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Ayo, P'll tell a light story just like a narrator
Yaddamean? And we snappin' like the alligators
Open your eyes so you can see what the drama made
I hit your man in the cheek with a barber blade
And I'm in the first float at the mob parade
Forty on the waist with a fifty in the Garcia Veg'
Always had the vibe, never had the heart to beg
You ain't seen sh*t 'til a slug rip apart a head

[Chorus: Styles P]
You gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
Gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
You gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life
Gots to bust your gun (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' touch your ones
Gots to bang your knife (Ayo)
'Cause if you don't, then n*ggas know you won't, they gon' change your life