gunrange – Decoy
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Decoy

IntroNiztopia & kuriosity

I'm gonna be the first one to fully cosign gunrange
I cosign gunrange
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Let's go, let's go
Let's go
We back in this bitch, we back

Before chorusvisions

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Chorusvisions

Talking hella shit like it's a back talk
Gunrange on gunrange, came up from nothing, let the racks talk
You's a decoy, always tryna act hard
I'm with aftrr!, yeah, we keep a stick, we tear apart
I'm feeing demonic, yeah, I swear to fucking God
Leave a mass murder at your block and yeah, it was our fault
Why you tryna cover up like we never knew all along?
Why you tryna throw threats when we could just make you gone?
Ain't ever heard of no second chance, no mercy
We on the wave, motherfucker, like Percy
Gunrange nocturnal the way that we lurking
Bullets internal, they hit, bitch, they hurting
Voices in my head and they say that I can't do it, I said, "Fuck it"
You ain't worth shit, nah, bitch I got hitters
Yeah, we came back when you thought you could kill us

Verse 1reef

I'm back and better than ever
Lil' bro pulled up on, got put on a sweater
If he got a problem, come eat the Beretta
I don't even talk with your bitch, ain't met her
Me and lil' twin made it flip, trendsetter
Lil' bro really suck, I need him to get better
I put that Perc' in my jaw, I can't feel it [Can't feel it
Me and Weial too up, broke through the ceiling

Verse 2kuriosity

These niggas ain't taking my title
Bitch, I feel like God, I'ma leave him holy like the Bible
Nah, you ain't a leader, bro, you a disciple
Five bands on a bitch, made that shit with my eyes closed
I cannot keep track of the money that's coming in
I'm fucking that bitch and I fuck her friend
Lil' bitch is a fan she be fucking with Kuri
And she fine with no makeup
Lil' bro ain't putting in work, get a pay cut

Verse 3aftrr!

Okay, huh
Eat on your bitch like souffle, huh
Ball like I play for the Knicks, no 2K
Big choppa, I take off your scalp, toupee
Sipping on Wock' like I'm sipping on Kool-Aid
Give your bitch a bouquet
Chop' heating up and it burn 'em like Two-Face
Kick em like Liu Kang, lil' boy, stay in your lane
Hit your bitch up, me or him, know she choosing

Verse 4rans0m

Yeah
Tote big guns for all of that big talk
You don't wanna see my pissed off
In the spaceship, boutta lift off
Choppa make him dance like TikTok
Choppa knock 'em out one, two, three, tic-tac-toe
No, you is not my bro
I pulled up, he ran like a ho

Before chorusvisions & kuriosity

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey [gunrange, bitch, we back
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Chorusvisions

Talking hella shit like it's a back talk
Gunrange on gunrange, came up from nothing, let the racks talk
You's a decoy, always tryna act hard
I'm with aftrr!, yeah, we keep a stick, we tear apart
I'm feeing demonic, yeah, I swear to fucking God
Leave a mass murder at your block and yeah, it was our fault
Why you tryna cover up like we never knew all along?
Why you tryna throw threats when we could just make you gone?
Ain't ever heard of no second chance, no mercy
We on the wave, motherfucker, like Percy
Gunrange nocturnal the way that we lurking
Bullets internal, they hit, bitch, they hurting
Voices in my head and they say that I can't do it, I said, "Fuck it"
You ain't worth shit, nah, bitch I got hitters
Yeah, we came back when you thought you could kill us

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