Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teenage Disaster
Teenage Disaster
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Songwriter
Marric Slack
Marric Slack
Songwriter
Thorne Baker
Thorne Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Additional Producer
LevyOnTheTrack
LevyOnTheTrack
Producer

Lyrics

Well God bless America for my second amendment Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah- Wait, wait, wait, wait, heh, reload, dumb Don't fuck with me, I got nothing left to lose, now So fight with me, I got nothing left to prove, now Pop out with the chop out, pullin' up with guns Shooting cops now, bitch wanna take a fuckin' pic when I walk out Yeah, I'm gonna pull out the choppa And shoot him in the head, like Click, click, click, click, reload, like Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn) Click, click, click, click, reload Click, click, click, click, reload Drugs, violence, blunt, then I light it Tie a boy down, bitch, don't try to fight it Get smacked up, this pussy wanna act up Cockin' thе Glock, then I'm shooting 'til the sun up (Ha ha) Fuck shit up when I comе through I been shootin' cars while I'm hanging out the sun-roof Selling body parts on the internet, bitch, I need a cigarette Last thing you'll see is my motherfuckin' silhouette Pull out the choppa And shoot him in the head, like Click, click, click, click, reload, like Click, click, click, click, reload, (god damn) Click, click, click, click, reload Click, click, click, click, reload Afourteen sign my tits Like dyin' shit, I do that though I hop up in that motherfucker swingin' two pistols I get you're tryna go, I got a special pistol I ain't even been on that note I be lighting up the spot when I walk in it I fuckin' swear I wish that everybody never did Didn't stop fuckin' with me Fight that boy you dissed and then gave up Let off 37 shots and I ain't reload once He talkin' labels on my dick when I'm just tryin' these blunts And y'all should fuck with me, he has everything to lose Y'all get pissed, click, click, click, reload Hold my dick, bitch, reload, click, click, click, click, reload Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Gunshot, booyah motherfucker Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out Yeah, yeah, yeah, pass out I drop shells then I pass out Wake up, I drop shells then I pass out
Writer(s): Jacob Weinberg, Thorne Aleksandr Baker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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