Waka Flocka Flame - Let Dem Guns Blam lyrics

f** 'em, f**! I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that f** sh** Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that f** sh**! Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam I'm too f**ed up, too turnt up I'm on f** sh** Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam My chopper filled up, let 'em things blam My hangers got extendos, let 'em things blam I'm from Riverdale, full of young n***as Ain't no OGs, just some young n***as! Gangbangin, Sellin' weed Shootouts, and some ecstasy! Them boys gone, them boys crazy, most have lost their mind Whole clique strapped up f** one time. Above the law hey my n***a, I'm on my grind Afraid of the dark, so I forced to shine. Let em guns blam, b**h, you know I am I might go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer of sound Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends Eat you like some busy bees, k** you and your best friend. Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow To turnt up on my block Middle finger to the law f** a cop Real n***a till my heart stop That KO make your body rock. Won't stop 'till I see a body drop f** round get mollywopped Leave my shawty off the top I'm about a check My young n***as love to flex Strapped up with that tech Want beef, no talking, shawty that's a bet Live with no regret, [?] When your friends try throw up your set A n***a want me dead, got a check on my head got but I got too much too much respect. Pride, dignity! while you're hating on me I'm making history Waka goin broke boy sh**ting me Throw money on a b**h, ain't sh** to me! Let them guns blam, let them guns blam This a 44 bulldog it can not jam Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends Eat you like some busy bees, k** you and your best friend. Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow To turnt up on my block Middle finger to the law f** a cop Real n***a till my heart stop That KO make your body rock. My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies turn friends Ain't no talking about no pills n***a, we sliding round with extends I'm ridin round in this Benz 50 rounds in this mac I put a price on your head and they gone lay you down for dem racks Ya'll n***as ain't toting no straps Ya'll n***as don't want no war Ya'll n***as don't want my goons Came around by your front door. But that hot sh**, cause you pop sh** Runnin round like you got sh** Had my n***as all in your crib You runnin round like you got bricks Most n***as die cause they switch sides And do dumb sh** when they get high Cross me, it won't get by Try to play it cool, and you'll get fried. All the real n***as on this side n***as shoot like Dirk do Every n***a that's around me get real money and dirt too Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Let em guns blam, Flocka Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends Eat you like some busy bees, k** you and your best friend. Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow Let em guns blam, bow To turnt up on my block Middle finger to the law f** a cop Real n***a till my heart stop That KO make your body rock