SON OF A GUN lyrics

[Verse 1]
No chip on my shoulder, I'm rockin' that mowa, my b*tch's a soldier
Can't f*ck with no poser, can't f*ck with no poser, I bully, I dose her
She can't sit next to me, that b*tch rock Fashion Nova
I'm rockin' that Mason Mason, dare a b*tch to take it, take it

[Chorus]
I flip my wrist, it never tick
Crashin' out, I never spin
Talkin' a bin, do it again
Buss at your mans, buss at ya
Count up the money, can't sleep on the racks
Buss sh*t down, beat up the packs
Don't let 'em put batteries up in your back
Keep throwin' dirt like I ain't seein' that
Bleed that ho', make her put on a pad
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)
(You gon' do what?)
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)
[Verse 2]
I'm on all get back, I want my lick back
I want drama, tell b*tches click back
This ain't a diss track, more like a warning
I don't rock that sh*t, hoes made it corny
She forgot what she said, okay, Miss Dory
Hoes make a new page to watch my stories
And my house four-stories, in that ho' like Cory
I could never rap boring

[Chorus]
I flip my wrist, it never tick
Crashin' out, I never spin
Talkin' a bin, do it again
Buss at your mans, buss at ya
Count up the money, can't sleep on the racks
Buss sh*t down, beat up the packs
Don't let 'em put batteries up in your back
Keep throwin' dirt like I ain't seein' that
Bleed that ho', make her put on a pad
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)
(You gon' do what?)
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)