Alone In The Studio With My Gun
 作词 : Dwayne Carter/Colson Baker/Bill K. Kapri/Derek Smith
 作曲 : Dwayne Carter/Colson Baker/Bill K. Kapri/Derek Smith
 Yeah, I'm alone in the studio with my blick
 I was shootin' for the stars, damn, I'm hit
 Pharmaceuticals in the mornin', I'm not sick
 I'm in the booth, behind my boys I'm locked in
 Pew-pew, I'm alone in the studio with my weaponry
 I got guns all over me, they so affectionate
 Told Machine Gun I'ma need one with a melody
 Sent this shit, I killed this shit and sent him back a skeleton
 This a body in the tune, bitch, I'm a elephant
 Never been Heavenly until the sky had fell on me
 I got more guns on my wall than guitars
 Got more beats in my head than my heart
 Smokin' haze in the middle of the bar
 All gold bullets, give 'em out like awards
 Big daddy automatic with the beam
 Nina talk too much, she gon' need an extra magazine
 Private session, me and Swith & Wesson
 And the sound from the booth, they need bulletproof vests, bah-bah-bah
 Yeah, I'm alone in the stu' with my blick
 Yeah, .223, .45 do damage
 I'm alone at the top of this rap
 Blap, askin' where his heart at in his lap, no bap

 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 I'm alone, I ran away every one
 Ask me where my heart is, I have none
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 We have smoke, then I put it in my lungs, yeah
 I'm alone, I can't **** with no one
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun

 Sniper Gang, Kodak shocked, I kill it, ho
 Weezy F. Baby, the F for whatever you want it to ****in' stand for
 Leave it up to me to turn the studio to a bando
 Pluckin' on her G string, playin' with that pussy like a banjo
 In the booth, took too much boot, I'm probably gonna start hallucinating
 You pressin' record, runnin' back and forth, so there ain't no engineer today
 And all the zaza tight with God, but I get high off Tunechi, bae
 Hey, Reginae, I'm gettin' neutral, bae, I ain't stupid, what? I'm crazy
 Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
 I have my [?], he [?]
 Like my drummer
 They don't like me 'cause I'm Haitian
 Ran up a check, ran out of patience
 It's just me, my fire now
 I don't love my grandma lately, yeah
 'Bout my funds, I'm raisin' hell

 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 I'm alone, I ran away every one
 Ask me where my heart is, I have none
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun
 We have smoke, then I put it in my lungs, yeah
 I'm alone, I can't **** with no one
 I'm alone in the studio with my gun