Molly Santana - A Girl Is a Gun

I'm so epic, floodin' my VVS's.
No fake flexin', you could test it.
You know I'm on timing, I could show you the exit.
Yeah, I crash out, my voice a weapon.
A girl is a gun, she know how to shoot, she know how to aim, that boy finna done.
A girl is a gun, she know how to shoot, she know how to aim, that boy finna done.
A girl is a gun, she know how to shoot, she know how to aim, that boy finna done.
A girl is a gun, she know how to shoot, she know how to aim, that boy finna done.
Keep ten in the back and no pussi, all my niggas, we up.
Thirty thousand feet in the air, put thirty million in the trust.
That's a black pump, that's a black pump.
I put on all of my chains, and you cannot touch.
Black and white diamonds, it is unnatural.
And I see that you always talkin', and then you gon' run.
That is no fun, that is no fun.
That is how you get them racks put on your head like a bun.
Bitches love to act like they don't see me.
Deep down, they know they really wanna be me.