CREDITS & LYRICS: BIG GUNS

BIG GUNS from AWKWARD LOVE LETTERS
(GALVIN L MCKINNEY & JAKE LLOYD)
JUSTAKINOTES (ASCAP)

production by DJ BRIMLO
vocal arrangements by JAKE LLOYD & DOUBANGBEATS
recorded & mixed DJ BRIMLO at THA MUZIQUE PHAKTORY
assisting engineer DOUBANGBEATS

Verse 1 – Jake Lloyd
(Yeah)
Okay now answer me this
If I kept my mouth closed in this household
For an acid kiss
Would you blow me off or show me off
When the crowd switch
To the next fad might I add
That this fad is so bad
You would wish It was Plad
Now that’s saying a lot
And I don’t say too much
Since my angel left
I don’t pray too much
Keep in touch
Sweet hallelujah how I do it to ya
And we gone be in some trouble
Tonight
The Devil
Is a lie
You must’ve forgot that
I’m not the one to fight

Chorus – Jake Lloyd
I don’t want to have to get your mother involved but
If you keep ignoring my calls
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns
I ain’t blowing smoke I’m a man of my word
I ain’t tell jokes girl you working my nerves
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns

Verse 2 – Jake Lloyd
Picture this
If I was an asshole with no household
just talking shit
would you move around or stick around
Til the crowd switch
Situation bad
You want to buck and call your dad
To come and handle this stag
And that’s shots fired
Cause he don’t play too much
Since your patience left
You never prayed this much
You’re losing touch
Sweet Hallelujah how I do it to ya
And we gone be in some trouble
Tonight
The Devil
Is a lie
You must’ve forgot that
I’m not the one to fight

Chorus – Jake Lloyd
I don’t want to have to get your mother involved but
If you keep ignoring my calls
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns
I ain’t blowing smoke I’m a man of my word
I ain’t tell jokes girl you working my nerves
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns

Verse 3 – DJ brimLo
Look lately I think we fighting
Cause the make up sex is better
That’s why you brought me the queso
With green jalepeno peppers
Throwing spices cause you salty
Damn it’s too spicy
Like them homemade dipping chips
Girl you know I like you salty
Tears running
Ate that cheese out of spite
Yo call me Petty Pendergrass
Gone be a T.K.O. tonight
Yo we got tit or tat
Old man said it won’t work like that
But like always I ain’t listen
But now it’s something different I can feel it
Your tone is sounding malignant
Hang up on me then no answer
Too scared not to call
The only broad that’ll have me stall
This awkward aimed aggression
You projecting passive
Insecurities increasing
Like who’s name is in your recents (Uhh)
Texting your momma to gauge if we alright
You must’ve forgot
Girl I’m not the one to fight
Think I won’t write a letter
Yeah imma write a letter
An Awkward Love Letter
And imma start the letter like

Chorus – Jake Lloyd
I don’t want to have to get your mother involved but
If you keep ignoring my calls
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns
I ain’t blowing smoke I’m a man of my word
I ain’t tell jokes girl you working my nerves
Imma pull out the big guns
The big guns
The big guns
The big guns

Talking – DJ brimLo
I swear you you be pointing that finger the wrong way yo
 Like I won’t pull out the big guns or something
I just talked to your momma about it
I know you looking at it backwards
Your momma love me tho

Verse 4 – DJ brimLo
Fussin’ and Fightin’
Fightin’ and Fussin’
You think slick, so guess what’s next
Make up nothin’
Now make up something
Excuses, say that i’m fronting
Gone get heated
All capital fonts in text and???
Girl get you some business
A hobby or two
Then seek forgiveness
All that jaw jacking
iPhone PIN hacking
I ain’t one to complain
but just know you been slacking
(pause)
you don’t want me to continue
I’ll burn all this down
You don’t even want me on that right now