Desiigner Arms Lyrics
Arms by Desiigner
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And I'm going dumb, yeah
With this firearm, yeah
I like Mario Kart, yeah
She like Mario Kart, yeah
Poppin' xannies, fuck, yeah
I got xannies right here
I got xannies right here
Keep them panties right here
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And I'm going dumb, yeah
With this firearm, yeah
Left turn, yeah
Now I'm smoking strong, yeah
And it's too strong, yeah
I got more dawgs, yeah
I got more drums, yeah
Niggas better run, yeah
Aye, aye, forty at the car yeah
I was trappin' all day
I was trappin' all year
Shoutout to Kanye
Shoutout to JAY-Z
Shoutout Beyonce
Aye, aye, we gon' do this all day
We be trappin' all day
'Member them hallways, aye
Forty knot that four ways
Forty knock that far way
Bark, bark, bark that dog away
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And I'm going dumb, yeah
With this firearm, yeah
I like Mario Kart, yeah
She like Mario Kart, yeah
Poppin' xannies, fuck, yeah
I got xannies right here
I got xannies right here
Keep them panties right here
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And I'm going dumb, yeah
With this firearm, yeah
Left turn, yeah
Now I'm smoking strong, yeah
And it's too strong, yeah
I got more dawgs, yeah
I got more drums, yeah
Niggas better run, yeah
Aye, aye, forty at the car yeah
I was trappin' all day
I was trappin' all year
Shoutout to Kanye
Shoutout to JAY-Z
Shoutout Beyonce
Aye, aye, we gon' do this all day
We be trappin' all day
'Member them hallways, aye
Forty knot that four ways
Forty knock that far way
Bark, bark, bark that dog away
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
Arms, arms
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah
And they going dumb, yeah
And they sound like bombs, yeah
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
Bombs, bombs
I got what you want, yeah
Forty in my arm, yeah