[Hook](X4)
Gunplay, Gunplay
f** n***a don't want gunplay
f** n***a want gunplay, have the f** n***a dead by sunday
[Billionaire Black]
Gun shots, Gun smoke
n***as don't want no gunplay
Catch a opp, whack a opp
I let my gun spray,
Caught em lackin', Goofy cap another one way
Sent some shots and we bailed out like andele'
b**h I'm billion black, I get hella cake
Couple face shots, make the n***a elevate
Off the molly and codeine, that's my medication
I just k**ed my first robber
It's a celebration
50 shot clip, b**h it's a homicide
Man I love my n***as, know they down to ride
And you might catch me lackin' one day
But right now I got my pole so who want gunplay
[Hook](X4)
Gunplay, Gunplay
f** n***a don't want gunplay
f** n***a want gunplay, have the f** n***a dead by sunday
[FBG Duck]
Gunplay, gunplay
f** n***a don't want gunplay
I'm the type to catch you while you tryna take a lunch break
Caught his a** lackin' then punched him up on dat Monday
If I see him Tuesday I'm gone have to let my gun spray
He saw me with his b**h on Wednesday, he had the dumb face
Took her home and f**ed her, and I kicked her out on Thursday
She wasn't even pose to spend the night, in the first place
But she had good brain, that b**h left me with the nerd face
Friday I saw him, I was in the truck with one trey
Slid down on him and he didn't have none to say
Saw him on Saturday, I ain't do no talkin'
I let my gun say
All you know is that boy was dead by that Sunday
[Hook](X4)
Gunplay, Gunplay
f** n***a don't want gunplay
f** n***a want gunplay, have the f** n***a dead by sunday
[Lil Jay(R.I.P. Lil Jeff)]
We got 44's and Tecs
Do a dog for them cats
I put that string on that folk folk, treat that b**h like my pet
IMM we got next, FBG we got now
Free my n***a k**a, he just knocked some sh** down
I say, all my n***as poppin' sh**
Yo n***as the opposite
Its a band to battle for this gun, who you shoppin' with
Put a hunnid up in that AR, who gone top the sh**
All my n***as poppin' sh**, No fireworks
You can get put in the dirt
Everybody ridin' til it's time to ride up in that hearse
Put them guns on you, make a n***a think he got a curse
Boy them guns, we let it Skrrt
Pop out on that n***a, like a baby when he bein' birthed