John Lay & Papi Luke - GUN IT (Official Music Video)

[John Lay Verse]
If I don’t know you
Why the fuck would I shake ya hand?
Niggas think they catching bodies
Talking on that instagram
Slanging work out ya moms crib
You know that I’m the man
But if the cops come
I’m out the window like I’m Peter Pan
and I’ll be getting busy
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
Don’t you ever play me out
I’m always rolling with a blicky
and my Glock be disrespectful
But I shoot it like a boss
With a ladder that’s attached
In my way you shouldn’t cross
and my shooters be on Demon time
They ready they be rocking out
Females like Chrisean
They ain’t playin
They’ll probably knock you out
I tired to stop the violence
But it’s hard that’s what I’m all around
and yeah I’m from the jungle
I’m a beast I’m never tapping out
Every time I’m getting Benji
Everybody wanna fold
The way I’m feeling right now
It’s like I’m walking thru the Super Bowl
Fuck all the other Shit
I’ll come thru with 100 clips
You niggas ain’t shit you irrelevant
Like one hand I’m running shit
Like slow it down cause I spit it fast
Beat the pussy like a punching bag
She asking me where the money at
I bend her over she throw it back like woah
[Papi Luke Verse]
You know they saved the best for last
Fucked yo bitch and that’s my bad
I’ve been in my money bag
I need cash fast never slow
I feel like I’m Swervo
I’m on go ,shirt is Lo
and these sneaks is Faso
I keep my head high
My Glock loaded
This stupid boy is loaded
Feeling like I’m big 30 I Got my 30 on it
Never been scared to show it
I might turn Shiesty and blow it
Niggas hating and I know it
They don’t say it they just show it
Cause when they scared you know that
They gone pull the trigger yeah
I don’t conversate with these niggas
Cause be folding yeah
Niggas dying from trickin
Shit is getting tricky yeah
Niggas mad I ain’t scared
Can they get the bitch back? Yeah
Got these niggas sad
While I’m racking up these racks yeah
Oh she fucking with savage?
Fuck that from the back yeah
You know that I’m a doggy dog
But I ain’t chasing cat yeah
She know how I just keep it raw
But just know that I’m strapped yeah
Free all them guys that from that trap
Hope one day they’ll make it back
They gone play this thing slaps
Cause you know this shit slaps
[John Lay Second Verse]
and I be going in like a monster
Guns like a Mobster
It’s sing like a Opera
Yeah I’ll pop ya so don’t even bother
Dump your body
Now you swimming with the fucking lobsters
and I get to the bags & I get to the ones
and I pack it all up & im loading my gun
and I pull right up I ain’t scared of no punk
We dropping you niggas not giving no fuck
and I pack it right up take it right to the dealer
Niggas don’t know cause they not ever killers
That 5 percent tint looking like a mirror
Keep the circle tight no fuck niggas I’m gone
I’m a menace give her the look
Now I’m taking his bitch
Right in the back now she gripping my dick
and I slap on her ass now she taking my shit
Never kiss & tell I just pled the fifth
I don’t want her friends but I want her sis
They look just alike but she got bigger titts
Might fuck around give me a couple kids
(I’m Lying!)
Smoke in the kitchen
Niggas ain’t really seeing my vision
They ain’t ready cause they be bitching
Ride with my gun you know I ain’t tripping
Shiesty like I’m hitting a lick
Rocking a vest like I’m taking a hit
Flash from the gun like I’m taking a flic
10 toes down and I’m into this shit bitch
[John Lay Chorus]
Run it x3
Yeah I fucking run it
People hating from a far
Been seen it coming
Run it x3
Yeah I fucking run it
Pull up on the scene
You know I’m gone gun it
[Papi Luke Second Verse]
You I’m ballin ,ballin
Yeah I’m ballin ,ballin
Calling shots you know I’m shot calling
Plug calling me for work
Cause you know I be ballin ,ballin
I’m ballin ,ballin
Ima making moves im ballin ,ballin
I’m ballin ,ballin
Yeah im ballin
Yeah I See these niggas hating
and Yeah I know it hurts
I don’t wanna be the one
Put another nigga in the hearse
Said they want some smoke
Yeah I’m the type to let it burn
Light it up just like a match
Shit get hot just like a perm
and the owe me bread
Yeah I turn into Big Worm
Yeah I need my money one the first
and not the third
Level up yeah it’s my turn
Fuck the season psh every year my year
I switch that shit up in gear
I take off like light year pew