fmk Herron - Black Vest (feat. Bess & Relly Rell)

If You got guns (Yeah)
We pull tech's (What)
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (N****)
It's all out war (Uh huh)
Who got next? (Unlawful)
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
If You got guns (Yeah)
We pull tech's (What)
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (Mutha*****)
It's all out war (Uh huh)
Who got next? (Unlawful)
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
When we attack with gats it's black mac eleven's
Forty seven ak forty seven's (Clap clap)
Send yo black ass to Heaven (Blap blap)
Two more times for speaking your mind
Tech nine's extra clips and a beam
All a n**** need is a target watch em get away clean
Something mean when it's spitting at ya
You catching everything n**** like ah back catcha
Mike Piazza
Two two three's for the choppa
Hollow tip spit quicker than your bull**** revolver
Fully auto
Ripping ya black vest
Blowing yo brains out n**** all over the headrest
The hot lead just bust ya dome
What ah mess
Fuck get met
You know he gone
It's on
So You know they gone try to retaliate
It won't matter
Cause our guns is fatter
Just don't get caught slipping
Stay strapped with the clip in
In the Jets with tech's
We still Pimping
On ah daily
You can catch Me dipping
Going down Baily
With the biscuit off safety
It's an unlawful thing
I don't know maybe we crazy
Cause lately we been throwing away three eighty's
Copping nothing but tech's and mac's
Shoot You in yo head n**** watch it exit out ya back
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
They catching six packs
Like I'm tossing em beer
But my six packs leaving holes
In they chest and they head
Pronounced em dead when the lead touched the skin
Cause when I shoot
I'm aiming for ya head
Got big guns
Check out the sks
Stab You before I shoot You
Leave yo body in a mess
Disappear clean with no evidence on the scene
That's a guarantee if you n***** hating on Me
Blast semi auto's
That's releasing hollows
What more can I say
Except I got Em
You'll be crippled
When Me and my n*****
is done
Leave You n***** with face shots like porno stars
Unlawful n***** ain't right
We busting hot one's til we left
Body gushing out blood from his toes to his neck
And that's what I call what
A fucking life check
Cause we'll check ya life when that Desert Eagles eject (Ugh)
Bullets fucking ya body like sex
Straight led no sex have you dress n**** lose ya stress
Keep the wetter by my side
Just to clean the mess
You still wet behind yo ears
You need to dry that mist
I hit a hater with the kater watch yo life get dissed
It's two k six
N**** watch yo back get lit
Silly rabbit no kid
Don't play no tricks
Tryna beef with the squad
You best prepare for this
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest
If You got guns
We pull tech's
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest
It's all out war
Who got next?
Don't matter bullet holes through yo black vest

Written by:
Anthony Nelson Jr., Arron Elliot, Terrell Davidson

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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