Gun Violence Fredo Santana (Ft. Chief Keef)

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Turnt up, bitch, I'm super cappin
Turnt up, bitch, I got them stupid weapons
Turnt up, bitch, kill you in a second
Turnt up, bitch, somebody call 9-11
They like "Fredo be cool, man, you too turnt"
They like "Fredo be cool, somebody finna get murked"
I don't wanna have to put you on a t-shirt
I don't wanna have to put you in the fucking dirt
They like "Fredo be cool, boy, your ass wild"
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm with that gun violence
I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm with that gun violence

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
I don't wanna have to put you in a fucking hearse
Whole family rocking you on a t-shirt
Stay your ass in your lane, boy, the streets hurt
Pull up on your block and see if my heat work
We can get some money or we can beef first
Pull up on your set and shoot whoever I see first
Damn, I done got blood on my t-shirt
Look down, got his brain on my sneakers
Kick his ass out the trap, he selling cheap work
Pistol slap his momma til' her teeth jerk
I'm with that gun violence, I'm with that gun violence
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm with that gun violence