[Chorus: Lil Jay & Ruben Slikk]
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo- (I got that, I got that)
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street (I got that, I got that)
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo- (I got that)
Gat-gat-

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
I got that throw away, that dirty burner, shit that make you booboo
Hollow tips go through you, now your momma cry like boohoo
Plus, I got that crimson red flag, oh so red like suwoo
Told that female Sacramento swag is goin' through her pussy, bitch
Now she told her boyfriend
Mad at me, so you know I got to bring my fuckin' toys in
It's somethin' 'bout these haters, they spreadin' rumors like poison
You know I give no fucks though, you know I'm with my boys, them
All strapped, no black, only rock that coke white
That's my gang, fuck n***a, Posh Gang for life
I'm Christ, big dick, I'm important in your bitch
She love that 'cause I bust twice or three times if the head right
Glock .9 with the red sight, pop mines in the daylight
Gun licks on a rich bitch [?] gon' spray right
Don't tell on me, don't tell on me, bitch, I don't want no felonies
These bitches run they mouth, I'm duckin' jail and trappin' heavily, n***a
[Chorus: Lil Jay & Mike Dece]
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street (Fuck)
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street (Yeah)
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo- (Yeah)
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street (Yeah)
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-

[Verse 2: Mike Dece]
Gat toting, pistol holding, snow blowing white boy
Coke coping with my mind so all I hear is white noise
Saving the race for the right ploy, the gat in the vag will be givin' her joy
G to the H to the B, it's an overly sea of the water and ice koi
Coke, that pure pink snow, all in my nose
Talk straight to the hoe, so because she knows of the things I told
I gat in cults, nope, not speaking 'bout that gun
I'm talking of course 'bout that pistol that's shooting out missiles of gooey ass cum
Into her lungs, getting that bitch super sprung, knock her out after I'm done
Pop more than one of these addies, now I'm concentrated and ready
To attack with my potent nine that I'm totin'
My dick what I'm holdin', and that mask on, ready to go in
All over daddy so this will be stolen, then I will surely be out
Gun go pow-pow right it through that faggot's mouth
Say I won't 'cause I'm white, but ask your daughter and your wife
Who both got robbed by me, date raped, bitch, now she love that GHB
[Chorus: Lil Jay]
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo damn street
Gat-totin', pistol-holdin' n***a on yo-
Gat-gat-