Play Wit My Gun Lyrics

Ra-tat-tat is the fucking sound from the .38
Ra-tat-tat is the fucking sound from the .38
Ra-tat-tat is the fucking sound from the .38
Ra-tat-tat is the fucking sound from the .38
(2x)

My bitch like to play with my gun (yea)
My bitch like to play with my gun (yea)
My bitch like to play
My bitch like to play with my gun (true mane)
My bitch like to play with my gun (true mane)
My bitch like to play
My bitch like to play with my gun (yea)

Yeah
My bitch like to play with my gun
I'm not the two, I'm the one
My bitch like to play with my gun
That's what she calls having fun
My bitch like to play with my gun
She put the pipe in her mouth
That's what she having for lunch, nigga
My bitch like to play with my gun
You know I gotta keep me more than one
She gon' let me beat her up like a drum
Put it in her mouth, right on her tongue
My bitch be loading the 9 up
Man I swear it be fucking my mind up
And I thank god for just lettin' me find her
She make it easier to make my mind up
She the type type make it lay down
Catching a nigga lacking with his head down
Heard you nigga shooting from the leg down
She won't say a word when the feds 'round
She like to play with the tool
I be like: fuck it, it's cool
She don't like none of that nice guy shit
She loves when I talk to her rude
My bitch like to play with the gun