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Hide My Gun - Post Malone
Lyrics by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome/Austin Post/Michael Hardy/Ernest Smith/Alexander Izquierdo/Billy Walsh
Composed by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome/Austin Post/Michael Hardy/Ernest Smith/Alexander Izquierdo/Billy Walsh
Produced by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome
Thirty-eight dollars for a coconut rum you never looked prettier sippin' on one
These downtown lights are turnin' back off 'cause the world is turnin' back on
Mm-mm mm-mm
On the same damn road we drove a thousand times
I swear I saw a message in them white and yellow lines
And I ain't sayin' I'm a killer or if I'll ever be but hypothetically
Would you hide my gun
Would you tell no one
Would you pack a never-comin'-back-again bag
If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door
Would you stall and let me slip out the back
Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to
That never-endin'-honeymoon Mexico sun
'Cause you know I adore ya no **** I'd kill a man for ya
And if I did would you hide my gun
Would you hide my gun
If you had to dig a hole would you take it to the grave
Put some concrete shoes at the bottom of a lake
If I shot him dead would you shoot me straight
Yeah shoot me straight
Would you hide my gun
Would you tell no one
Would you pack a never-comin'-back-again bag
If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door
Would you stall and let me slip out the back
Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to
A never-endin'-honeymoon Mexico sun
'Cause you know I adore ya no **** I'd kill a man for ya
And if I did would you hide my gun
Would you hide my gun
A big wheel gun in my right hand tiny diamond in my left
Are you down to go the distance Lord in sickness and in health
'Cause nothin' gonna part us
Not even death
Would you hide my gun
Would you tell no one
Would you pack a never-comin'-back-again bag
If the three-times-four's bangin' at our door
Would you stall and let me slip out the back
Girl if you wanted to could you get to runnin' to
That never-endin'-honeymoon Mexico sun
'Cause you know I adore ya no **** I'd kill a man for ya
And if I did would you hide my gun
Would you hide my gun
Lord I didn't do anything wrong
I'm only askin' just because