Gun

trip hop, beatbox, synth-pop

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
She cocked it back, quick snap, lips locked like a gat,
Spit fire, hit the wire, make me twitch where I’m at,
Muzzle tight, no light, every kiss like a smack,
She loaded up the clip, let it rip, no slack.
Double shot, hot spot, barrel kissin’ my dome,
She’s a shooter, pullin' triggers, every pop in the zone,
No safety, she’s hasty, got me shook to the bone,
Empty out the mag, but I’m feelin’ at home.

She roll like a revolver, smooth with the spin,
Rounds spinnin' off her tongue, got me trapped in a sin,
Chamber spittin' heat, now the flames kick in,
And when she pull the hammer back, I’m lost in the win.
Her grip is tight, lips bite, ain't no miss when she spray,
She blow the heat, let it speak, now I’m gone for the day,
Shells drop, I pop, every kiss ricochet,
She bust the shot, I drop, mind driftin' away.

(Chorus)
Bang bang, rhythm in the air, no miss,
Trigger pull smooth, every shot pure bliss,
Bang bang, body fallin' in the abyss,
She emptied out the chamber, leavin' nothin’ to dismiss.

(Verse 2)
Fully loaded, she tote it, lips grip like a .9,
Spittin’ rounds at my dome, got me stuck in rewind,
Her tongue is the barrel, got precision refined,
She blow the clip, every hit like a crime.
Silencer stealth, she don’t make a sound,
Pullin’ back the slide, watch me hit the ground,
Bullet in the brain, now I’m feelin' profound,
She reload quick, another round inbound.

She unloadin' like a semi, burst fire in the dark,
Every round hittin' heavy, leavin’ permanent marks,
Clip empty, but she steady, still ignitin' the spark,
Got me gunnin' for survival, but she left her mark.
Shot after shot, her mouth the artillery,
She a soldier in the sheets, bringin' heat, no mystery,
Killin’ softly, but the impact’s victory,
Now I’m left in the aftermath of her history.

(Chorus)
Bang bang, rhythm in the air, no miss,
Trigger pull smooth, every shot pure bliss,
Bang bang, body fallin' in the abyss,
She emptied out the chamber, leavin' nothin’ to dismiss.

(Bridge)
Click clack, snap back, every shot on track,
Her mouth’s a machine, spittin’ fire on attack,
She don’t need no aim, her precision intact,
Every shot hittin' clean, I’m caught in the act.
Grip the steel, it’s real, feel the heat, no deal,
She blowin’ rounds at the dome, makin' sure I kneel,
No shield, lips sealed, every kiss is a thrill,
She a sniper in the sheets, and I’m her next meal.

(Verse 3)
AR tongue, let it spray, hit me hard with the burst,
Her lips like a bullet, makin’ sure I’m the first,
Double shot, body drop, feel the heat when it hurts,
But I’m still cravin’ more, man, it’s just a thirst.
She got the clip loaded, every round hittin’ heavy,
Extended mag with the flow, got me beggin' already,
She unload, reload, still holdin’ it steady,
Her mouth’s a weapon, deadly aim, never petty.

She spittin' hollow points, leavin' holes in my mind,
Every shot a double entendre, catchin’ me blind,
Her lips the grenade, and the pin just unwind,
Boom, I’m laid out, body fallin' in line.
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