Frisk - Lunch

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(Chorus) Don't make me bring my gun (Bring my gun) You know we shoot for fun (Shoot for fun) You know I pack that punch (Pack that punch) She eatin' me up like lunch (Up like lunch) (Verse 1) I'ma make it even though I'm a runt Shout out Yves rockin' Saint Laurent Why you get scared when the pistol pop That bih gave me lockjaw Jump out the trap like Ja Why you get scared when the pistol pop (Yeah) (Bridge) Holup- Holup- Holup- Yuh Holup- Holup- Holup- Yuh Holup- Holup- Holup- Yuh Yuh, Yuh, Yeah Holup- Holup- Holup- Yuh I gots good reefer like yeah We goin big like yuh- yeah I'm smokin lot weed like yuh- yeah Got good reefer like yeah But I'm just a kid like yuh- yuh (Verse 2) I want the X and sex like yuh I wanna pop they head so bad but I won't do it, no I might lose my mind, I might lose all my control We fuckin' in da back of the Rolls F-F-Fuckin' in da back of the Rolls F-F-Fuckin' in da back of the Rolls You ain't special you one of my hoes Standing on business, I'm down ten toes Why you keep stealin' my flows Why you keep stealin' my- Why you keep stealin' my flows Why you keep stealin' my flows Why you keep stealin' my- Why you keep stealin' my flows (Chorus) Don't make me bring my gun (Bring my gun) You know we shoot for fun (Shoot for fun) You know I pack that punch (Pack that punch) She eatin' me up like lunch (Up like lunch)
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