Bullets With Names (Explicit)

[00:00.00]Machine Gun Kelly、Young Thug、RJmrLA、Lil Duke - Bullets With Names(Explicit)
[00:00.85]Written by:Colson Baker、Jeffery Williams、Martinez Arnold、Rodney Brown Jr.、Ronald Spencer
[00:01.30]Composed by:Colson Baker、Jeffery Williams、Martinez Arnold、Rodney Brown Jr.、Ronald Spencer
[00:07.00]Out here
[00:10.28]He said what
[00:11.68]Oh my God Ronny
[00:13.03]Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
[00:14.87]I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
[00:16.52]Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
[00:18.17]Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
[00:19.67]Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
[00:21.37]Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
[00:23.17]I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
[00:24.67]I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
[00:26.07]I f**ked a b***h in a Wal-Mart gettin' Tootsie Roll
[00:27.97]I had to pack had the Wesson no Smith though
[00:29.42]He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam
[00:31.12]I had his b***h in the back what he didn't know hm
[00:33.39]I came a long way from bando
[00:34.39]Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
[00:35.84]I walked up on a crack gang what they hittin' for
[00:37.59]I keep the polish I'm not talkin' steel toes
[00:39.41]I hit a seven and picked up a dinner roll
[00:41.06]I get the bread then I f**k me a centerfold
[00:42.67]I bought a Perc' like my name is gorilla
[00:44.02]Though I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go
[00:45.87]I just cut the grass and showed the motherf**kin' snakes
[00:49.02]I took off my bandanna and showed my f**kin' face
[00:52.37]Rose gold bandanna I tatted on my a
[00:55.37]Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe
[00:58.23]Ayy
[00:58.93]I just told her maybe I mean what I say
[01:01.97]I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade
[01:05.10]I had to jump down and ain't no remember
[01:06.85]When I come back with this K I'ma kill a
[01:08.40]Woo
[01:08.90]Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup
[01:10.35]I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful
[01:11.86]Yeah
[01:12.61]I got a pack of them Skittles bro
[01:13.82]All different flavors and all different flavors
[01:15.08]Type of h*es all them centerfolds hey
[01:18.44]Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
[01:19.84]I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
[01:21.54]Kill me a ghost so my jacket got stains on it
[01:23.04]Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
[01:24.87]Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
[01:26.32]Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
[01:27.82]I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
[01:29.47]I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
[01:31.17]Don't say RJ when I mrLA on it
[01:32.68]Got a machine gun and it got a K on it
[01:34.38]You got a dead end somebody gon' pay on it
[01:36.03]I got a bed and your b***h wanna plank on it
[01:37.63]Cut the c*****e with the creatine ayy
[01:41.09]F**k your dead homies and your memories ayy
[01:44.32]I got a gun n***a auto and spray on it
[01:45.77]I don't do layaway I cannot pay on it
[01:47.37]Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it
[01:48.92]Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it
[01:50.52]You n***as too sweet I could just put my bae on it
[01:52.20]I f**k on a granny her hair it got gray on it
[01:53.80]Get you down bad I'ma blow out her back
[01:55.40]These n***as too slimy I'm playin' with the sack
[01:57.03]I got this stick I'm equipped
[01:58.31]Why I say ballin' like we won a 'ship
[01:59.91]These n***as are h*es I'ma go all the way
[02:01.66]Walk through the back like take me to the VIP
[02:03.16]I send her back just to get some more hip
[02:05.18]Police officer lip some of little
[02:06.38]Gave her the D now she lovin' the Crip
[02:08.08]If he wanna play got his name on the tip uh
[02:10.14]Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
[02:11.59]I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
[02:13.24]Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
[02:14.64]Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
[02:16.40]Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
[02:18.24]Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
[02:19.84]I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
[02:21.44]I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
[02:22.94]I f**ked a b***h in a Wal-Mart gettin' Tootsie Roll
[02:24.85]I had to pack had the Wesson no Smith though
[02:26.25]He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam
[02:28.00]I had his b***h in the back what he didn't know hm
[02:29.60]I came a long way from bando
[02:31.10]Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
[02:32.80]I walked up on a crack gang what they hittin' for
[02:34.41]I keep the polish I'm not talkin' steel toes
Machine Gun Kelly、Young Thug、RJmrLA、Lil Duke - Bullets With Names(Explicit)
Written by:Colson Baker、Jeffery Williams、Martinez Arnold、Rodney Brown Jr.、Ronald Spencer
Composed by:Colson Baker、Jeffery Williams、Martinez Arnold、Rodney Brown Jr.、Ronald Spencer
Out here
He said what
Oh my God Ronny
Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
I f**ked a b***h in a Wal-Mart gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had to pack had the Wesson no Smith though
He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam
I had his b***h in the back what he didn't know hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang what they hittin' for
I keep the polish I'm not talkin' steel toes
I hit a seven and picked up a dinner roll
I get the bread then I f**k me a centerfold
I bought a Perc' like my name is gorilla
Though I'm from the place where the killers and sinners go
I just cut the grass and showed the motherf**kin' snakes
I took off my bandanna and showed my f**kin' face
Rose gold bandanna I tatted on my a
Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe
Ayy
I just told her maybe I mean what I say
I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade
I had to jump down and ain't no remember
When I come back with this K I'ma kill a
Woo
Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup
I put my cum on her face but I'm pitiful
Yeah
I got a pack of them Skittles bro
All different flavors and all different flavors
Type of h*es all them centerfolds hey
Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
Kill me a ghost so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
Don't say RJ when I mrLA on it
Got a machine gun and it got a K on it
You got a dead end somebody gon' pay on it
I got a bed and your b***h wanna plank on it
Cut the c*****e with the creatine ayy
F**k your dead homies and your memories ayy
I got a gun n***a auto and spray on it
I don't do layaway I cannot pay on it
Foot on their neck and I swear I'ma stay on it
Can't rush my greatness so they gotta wait on it
You n***as too sweet I could just put my bae on it
I f**k on a granny her hair it got gray on it
Get you down bad I'ma blow out her back
These n***as too slimy I'm playin' with the sack
I got this stick I'm equipped
Why I say ballin' like we won a 'ship
These n***as are h*es I'ma go all the way
Walk through the back like take me to the VIP
I send her back just to get some more hip
Police officer lip some of little
Gave her the D now she lovin' the Crip
If he wanna play got his name on the tip uh
Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it
I get up on 'em I don't need no aim on it
Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it
Wipin' my nose like I got some c*****e on it
Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it
Called up his b***h showed my d**k let 'em lay on it
I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it
I see a soda I'm pourin' an eight on it
I f**ked a b***h in a Wal-Mart gettin' Tootsie Roll
I had to pack had the Wesson no Smith though
He tried to front on me in front his friends and fam
I had his b***h in the back what he didn't know hm
I came a long way from bando
Now my boss is a flavor of candy corn
I walked up on a crack gang what they hittin' for
I keep the polish I'm not talkin' steel toes