Gun Smoke RM (UK)

{Intro}

Niggas talk crud til somebody get dropped out
They don't want smoke
Nah they just call the cops round (cops, cops, cops)
Niggas talk crud til somebody gets dropped out
They don't want smoke
Nah they just call the cops round (cops, cops, cops)

{Verse 1}

Niggas talk crud til somebody gets killed quick
I took 2 shots to my head and I still live
Every bar that a nigga spit be some real shit
I got hella scars cus I've been up in the field, bitch
Pricks ride out but they aren't really tryin to kill
I'm a shooter and I'm the nigga that's behind the wheel
We ain't tryna play, nah
My Gs ride for real
My 'Say Nahda' tee got the D and G
Designer feel
Remtrex and my nigga Force
I would kill for
Shooting up shots in the air
How do you feel raw?
YGs ain't got no money
They will steal yours
I just made a quick 10 bags
But I'm still poor
Gotta hand ting but I wish it was a mopstick
This not come fully long
So I chopped it
Used to look up to them niggas
Now they lost it
If I can't evade a fed chase
That's a hostage