9mm

[Intro: Karm The Tool & Yung Skayda]

What the fuck?

(Bo-Bo-Boxcutters)

[Verse 1: Karm The Tool]

I'm staring at myself when I look down at this (Choppa on my belt)

If I was a gun, I wouldn't have to go to jail

Ayy, fuck it

D-d-dump a clip, they put me on a shelf

D-d-dump a clip, they put you in a cell

When I spit, these niggas ducking

Five, fi-fi-five bullets that be cutting

Through this nigga throat, face fuck 'em (Lil' nigga, stop duckin')

T-t-turn this nigga head into a Gusher

If I was a choppa, I would stutter

Damn, your skin soft

G-g-g-g-goddamn, and you like to talk

I-i-if you got a problem, I'ma get that shit solved

One-one shot, two shot, zero days off

T-t-three shot because you had a boy that was involved

F-f-four shots for yourself 'cause your boy gone

And the fifth shot is for the next kid that pick me up

Still got two in the clip, I hope he keep it tucked

There's blood on yo' teeth and blood in yo' eyes

Don't get no blood on yo' piece, it's stuck in my slide (Ah)

Every day, you wake up closer to God

(Every night, I watch you sleepin', see you itchin' to die)

Bet you, I'm hot, your wrist stay locked, you killed him

My barrel aimed towards the chest of a civilian

Taxes, I'ma need billions

Make me rich so they can give me to your children

Fuck them and fuck you too

Fuck the subjects that they made up and they taught you in school

They can't hear you, you just screamin' help 'til you blue

Fuck that bully, believe me, I can bully 'em too

[Chorus: Karm The Tool]

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Stuff me with a clip, then cock it back and go wild

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

With one of me, boy, you can take the whole town

Put ya foot down, gun metal bust out, bah

Pull my trigger with ya thumb and go down

Hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

If I ain't out there, ain't no bodies being found

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

[Verse 3: Yung Skayda]

(Loud bang) Rearrange your face, put you in your place

(Thirty clip) Put it to your brain, fill you up with hate

(Fat shell) Poppin' out your forehead like it was vein

(Hot shell)

Servin' 'em to order like a hot cake

In your flesh, I'm creating tunnels

I boom on command just because I think it's fun to

I (Kick-kick back), I'm actin' like I know kung fu

Put holes in ya body, not the one I (Bust nuts to)

Complicated, big glicks I think are my fixation

Hold one and my eyes get dilated

Dare you to come try and take me

Leave your ass leakin' like a lake be

Missin', they like, "Where his ass been at as of lately?"

If I was I gun, I wouldn't have a say so

I'd have to bang and they would not explain, no

It could be that chain look nice or that bankroll tight

If that whip too fly, someone might just take your life

Y'all be hackin' and slashin', I'm runnin', I'm gunnin'

(Banana clip) Make him soft, tear him up like a gummy

Smart when you got your popper, but if not you a dummy

Make his smile permanent just for thinkin' shit funny

Try to get at me, I get my get back right back

(B-buckshot) Make him sleep like a nightcap

(Smoke a sucka) No remorse 'cause l'm like that

Show him a photo of his mother, then ignite that-that, uh

I don't argue with these rappers, I know that I'm better

Shove a pussy in the way, to live, I'd do whatever

Rearrange a pussy face in the name of some cheddar

(If I was a gun) I hope I get picked up by a killer

[Chorus: Karm The Tool]

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Stuff me with a clip, then cock it back and go wild

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

With one of me, boy, you can take the whole town

Put ya foot down, gun metal bust out, bah

Pull my trigger with ya thumb and go down

Hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

If I ain't out there, ain't no bodies being found

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah

I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah

Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah