Gun Barz Cassidy (Ft. Tay Roc)

[Intro: Cassidy]
Ayo Tay Roc!
I'm glad to see you came up here to see me, my nigga
For one we need to get in the booth, but […]
I know it's crazy in B-More where you from
Just like it's crazy in Philly where I'm from
Matter of fact that shit remind me of Philly
Little alleyways, niggas' ratties goin' off, drugs gettin' sold
You know you gotta be strapped when you run around out here
I got my nigga 'bout to come through
We got them shits for the low, you already know!

[Chorus: Cassidy]
I got a lot of guns but I just bought another one
I got a lot of guns but I just bought another one
Them things not a game but I always had fun wit 'em
I got a lot of guns but I just bought another one
I bought another one and then I bought another one
I bought another one and then I bought another one
Ever since I bought my first one I fell in love wit 'em
I got a lot of guns but I just bought another one

[Verse 1: Tay Roc]
I've been had a MAC but I just got another gun
It look like a hockey stick wit a hunnit drum
You know where a brother from, act fuckin' dumb
Drum hangin' out of the 9 shape of a honeybun
I hit your pops wit a bullet then give your mother one
Troublesome, you wouldn't check Roc playin' one on one
Think he a G, I'm in his crib B&E
Swiss blade cut your lights off: BG&E
Talkin' stupid on the net get you murked fast
Desi on me, the last thing that he heard BLAST
Run up on your nerd ass in a Purge mask
Clean the Desert Eagle off: that's a bird bath
Dark whip, all you see is the dark tint
Arm spit, hit your dog, I ain't leavin' no paw prints
Aw shit, you know Roc wit all of the nonsense
I got hammers and my pencil deadly, I'm John Wick—bitch!