Boltgun (Explicit)歌词-Dan Bull&falconshield

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Boltgun (Explicit)歌词完整版

Dan Bull、Falconshield - Boltgun (Explicit)

Another day I at the chaos

Never seem to get a da

What can I do say to the end from my hey boss can I have a break

I get a little more than later

Like aly for me don't wanna cool it a day

My career slipping cool the tool of my trade there a fo go go got cool in a daze

Wear roll straights up and put my tool in your face

In modern steel

Words betray how good it feels

When you face place up like an orange pe

And you taste your old flesh it's your last seal

Oh son you don't one spark from a bone

Gun I can tell you now there'll be no fun

Sodo me a small flaal

Trum and it's all a science soldier away my bones

Gun you don't want smoke from a bone gun

You don't want smoke for a bone gun

You don't want smoke from a bone gun bone gun bone gun

Gun foot bloody high

But I'm still a stocky guy pull out the heat and I got three warm but noy pipe

Put out hits on repeat more than my spot high eyes stick a po to your brain that's an occupied mine

Laying bodies on ice like a howey eye time

To switch out the clip like a copy right stride

War hammer sal hammer sand but I can't see to hammer steel I'm licking sharps at the' something automatic tequila slamer

In consention mine and steel

The words betray how good it feels

When you face place up like an orange pill

Let it taste your own flesh it's your last meal

Oh son

You don't want smoke from a bull

Gun I can tell you now that there'll be no fun

Sodo me a small favourite old chrum and dissolver slay a soldier with my bold gun

You don't want smoke from a bone

Shotgun gun

You don't want smoke for my bow gun

You don't want smoke from a bow gun bow gun bone gun

Hammerm a man on a mission packing a ammunition

Until last of a laugh of attackers is lacking a living that a disinccted pattern

Up shifted by crackin na tireliing the dealers of slap and

Dopet feel the w rapem and blacken andnack on the strap damn a biki powers w rattling

Guess that's the way the biscu crackin them

Pickin and packin my clips and I mean to holdem I up hits or fold another quick and po get trigger to hold on to the stuff your cool

Inconsentsion mind and steel the words betray how good it feels

When your face place off like anance pe and it taste your old flesh it's your as me

Son

You don't want smoke from a bow gun

I can tell you none

There' be no fun sodo me is small flavor old

Rum and disol slay a soldier with a bow gun

You don't want smoke from a bow gun

You don't want smoke from a bow gun

You don't want smoke from a bow gun bow gun bone gun