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Jazz Cartier – GUNS AND ROSES lyrics
[Chorus]
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious

[Verse 1]
I can't be touched, ring ring, I can't be touched
Sipping lean on BMW's
Might need me some repercussions
Them niggas got too comfy, too many niggas be bluffing
Now they want to say we cousins
Count my green in bundles
Sipping on too much (?)
Hogging the blunt, loving the life
Money and drugs, she want a wonderful night
Ring ring, don't waste my time
Ring ring, like all the time on god finna lose my mind
Tell that bitch don't waste my time
Said she born in 1996 and all she wanna do is 69

[Chorus]
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious

[Verse 2]
Run it back when you see (Cuzzi)
Wifey bad and boujee, stacking paper up like (?)
Run it back when you see, run the club profusely
Now they want to fuck Jacuzzi
Too much dank I don't roll petty
I don't roll petty, I keep all my hoes pretty
Too much dank they don't roll steady
They don't roll steady, I might send her home naked
Had to go, grew up dirty by the stove
Now I line them up and knock 'em down like it be domino
Domino, domino, it's the effect, money feel it in me gotta know
Slim thick mixed with some Navajo
She my type like she a java code
Cuzzi I just want a guap or mo'
(?)

[Chorus]
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
Opp shit, pop shit
They brought guns I brought roses to the mosh pit
I don't fuck with Brittany she too toxic
Always act up with me no conscious
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Songwriters: Jahmarie Adams
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