HARDY, Post Malone - Hide My Gun (Feat. HARDY)

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 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