Alabama Nick - Woah Guy Lyrics

Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa Guy- Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride
Gun powder thunder like a road glide whoa whoa
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa guy whoa whoa whoa

I get sick and tired of the f*ck shit
Don't you know that I ain't to be f*cked with
I got guns from Afganistán
Black market gun dealer Pakistan
Dressed in all black like the taliban
Extended clips hollow tips murda man
Monkey nut drums like a marching band
Monkey nut drums like a marching band
Goin ape shit one hit now he layin
Musta thought I was playing got damn
This shit is not for kids, this shit is violent
Anyway
I'm back on my bullshit
When I got a full clip I wouldn't push it
Imma tell you off the rip I ain't no pussy
Cause that 40 on my hip will leave you gushy
So before you run yo lip take another sip
Sit yo ass down contemplate and stop the hatin'
Fo I turn yo bitch ass to the late great
I'll leave yo body cold like the Great Lakes
So you better play yo role like you took a slate
Somebody better get they man fo it's too late
And you better have a plan ain't no escape
And you better have a plan ain't no escape
I'll let off a hundred rounds ain't nobody safe
So you better turn around and go the other way
Cause you done f*cked around and picked the wrong day
Cause my trigger hand strong and I don't play

Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa Guy- Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride
Gun powder thunder like a road glide whoa whoa
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa guy whoa whoa whoa