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[Intro: Teenage Disaster]
Well God bless America for my second amendment
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker (levyonthetrack)
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah—
Wait, wait, wait, wait, heh, reload
[Verse 1: Teenage Disaster]
Don’t fuck with me, I got nothing left to lose, now
Stop playin' with me, you got nothing left to prove, now
Pop out with the chop out, pullin' up with Glocks
Shooting cops now, bitch wanna take a fuckin' pic when I walk out
[Pre-Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Yeah, I’m gonna pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like—
[Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Click, click, click, click, reload, like—
Click, click, click, click, reload, like—
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
[Verse 2: Teenage Disaster]
Drugs, violence, blunt, then I light it
Tie ya' boy down, bitch, don’t try to fight it
Get smacked up, this pussy wanna act up
Cockin' thе Glock, then I’m shooting 'til the sun up (Haha)
Fuck shit up when I comе through
I been shootin' cars while I’m hanging out the sun-roof
Selling body parts on the internet, bitch, I need a cigarette
Last thing you’ll see is my motherfuckin' silhouette
Well God bless America for my second amendment
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker (levyonthetrack)
Gunshot, booyah motherfucker
Gunshot, booyah—
Wait, wait, wait, wait, heh, reload
[Verse 1: Teenage Disaster]
Don’t fuck with me, I got nothing left to lose, now
Stop playin' with me, you got nothing left to prove, now
Pop out with the chop out, pullin' up with Glocks
Shooting cops now, bitch wanna take a fuckin' pic when I walk out
[Pre-Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Yeah, I’m gonna pull out the choppa
And shoot him in the head, like—
[Chorus: Teenage Disaster]
Click, click, click, click, reload, like—
Click, click, click, click, reload, like—
Click, click, click, click, reload
Click, click, click, click, reload
[Verse 2: Teenage Disaster]
Drugs, violence, blunt, then I light it
Tie ya' boy down, bitch, don’t try to fight it
Get smacked up, this pussy wanna act up
Cockin' thе Glock, then I’m shooting 'til the sun up (Haha)
Fuck shit up when I comе through
I been shootin' cars while I’m hanging out the sun-roof
Selling body parts on the internet, bitch, I need a cigarette
Last thing you’ll see is my motherfuckin' silhouette
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