9MM (KURT COBAIN) GODHANDUSA

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[Intro]
Loc'd out, loc'd out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Loc'd out, loc'd out-
(GODHAND, motherfucker)
Loc'd out, loc'd out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Loc'd out, loc'd out, ridin' with the pistol grip

[Chorus: GONDA]
Wa-Wa-Watch my 9MM go bang
Now he lyin' on the floor, look like Kurt Cobain
Out in sunny California, we got no rain
Now you got no brain, when the 9 go bang

[Verse 1: GONDA]
Wa-Wa-Watch my 9MM go pow
He got holes in his new white shirt, look like a cow
And we gettin' all this money, all the bitches askin' "How?"
Yeah, you waitin' for that check to hit, we gettin' money now
Doing magic like a wizard
Yeah, I eat that bitch for desert
They want GODHAND to sign a record deal, but they some lizards
Yeah, I'm sippin' that horchata
Ride around, with the yappa'
Middle finger to the coppas, and yo' bitch, call me papa

[Chorus: GONDA]
Wa-Wa-Watch my 9MM go bang
Now he lyin' on the floor, look like Kurt Cobain
Out in sunny California, we got no rain
Now you got no brain, when the 9 go bang