I don't want to fire my gun
I don't want to load and fire my gun
You can run, you can put your hands up
I don't want to load and fire my gun
That's alright if you put a little stank on it
Run wild shoot the sh*t, you a bad mama
Three weeks been waiting this whole thing out,
Nowadays she only calls when she need something.
I waited 'til the moon got low
Then I waited for the whole damn sun to rise
I waited 'til the moon got low, on and on and on and on it goes
I don't want to fire my gun
I don't want to load and fire my gun
You can run, you can put your hands up
I don't want to load and fire my gun
Those deep blue skies, we're swimming in 'em.
Deep dark black holes, we're spinning 'em
Those creeps still waiting this whole thing out,
Nowadays she only cries when she needs something.
I waited 'til the moon got low
Then I waited for the whole damn sun to rise
Then I waited 'til the moon got low
On and on and on and on it goes
I don't want to fire my gun
I don't want to load and fire my gun
You can run, you can put your hands up
I don't want to load and fire my gun