Shoot Out the Roof

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Shoot out the roof, shoot out the roof
Say ya black I love you too, say ya back I always knew it
I left cause you was wrong, right come after like a boxer (kick it)
Smokin' til my death, you won't catch me outchere coughin
Knowin' ima sinner, told my angel to watch her progress
And whenever I feel crossed, adjust angle, got back a few steps
The eyes size of a bagel and the view of my hoop Stephen's
We, shoot out the roof, and stay in Rhude like felons
Gimme da lucci or you gon' meet em too (Da Luciana)
I got da blick to match tha outfit, I'm matte black to da shoes
Down the hill, Ms. Donna
Unlock door ain't asking who was at it (Ms. Donna)
Say you done with me it never mattered, my fingers point like Adam's
I'm on an island lonely, if we talking bout my home, shit
I give props to da mom, turned my life into Chappelle skits
Gotta give pop to da mom, cause she raised the right kid
The truth hurt, I mailed her through BandLab I be Kiss
I hit up Freddy V, we spilt a story bout Buzz Light trips
My bae was questioning the ring from, area code is called from Sacramento
I be on fire, can't explain to ya, seen some shit won't mention
Bet I make this time unlock
New door, new vision (Yea? Okay)
I ain't one to fake the cool, if not wit it dig it
I done lived again
You crept into my room, I had to sin again
Can't switch on my fam or my team, who else would it be
Dropped the bitch cause she bringing down my mood
Whatcha call a weak link
Shoot out the roof (bitch) shoot out the roof
Say ya black I love you too wit it, back I always knew it
This blunt of purple za got me sweating these diamonds It's a new day, I shouldn't have to ask need a new pricing
Warn my angel watch where you fly, got you on sight
I mean it pay to make a sandwich, but the lettuce cost the bread
We got anger the size of the moon
And for dat, you'll get shot for the reasons of da shooter (don't know him)
Don't know why
We have coupe fights, crash couple type
I had recouped ina minute, Babyboy in Nike shorts that's printed blue
Remainin' fresh and on my pivot, case them feds is watchin' too
Step to da car, you want some black I give em change and send em loose
Finesse ya pockets, goofy, call it what it is but now ya tutored
And if I fool you once that be on me, everything thereafter be on you
If you give ya green away it burn faster than dem NASCAR drivings
Ain't have a hobby, I was watchin' plants, now das da prollem
I got the pink slip robbed out da beam, dammit Karma
I couldn't answer baby ring, I was busy paint commas
I said plenty things, all of a sudden I'm saying nun you wanna touch me
That cookie jar is still open
I'm givin' that D
In turn a bucket
I'm in the satchel if ya touch me, or da lady, I got no patience
The Impala unlocked I'm and out the whip again
No rent, freeslavin' (Get Into it)
Told me a story full of lies, you got pushed way out the Hilton (yea, gettin to it)
The lies you withhold on repeat , police on me for tha stealin
Inside, of the backwood keep it dry all for tha blendin'
Listen, if you my nigga we gettin' dollas I dislike tha fein shit
I'm painting Florida with a tangerine brush, that piece shit
And if you wantin' nothin' from me, why you approachin' my whip
Shoot out the roof, shoot out the roof (The f*ck)
Say ya black I love you too, say ya back I always knew
I left cause you was wrong, right come after like technique
Smokin' to da dome, f*ck six feet nigga put me high (ya feel me)
If I ever get crossed
It's a big ass world you get lost
Shoot out the roof
(That's the message, basically yaknow)

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