shoota! (feat. xoRomanii & Jashon)
stilly!
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Slide on the block with a Slide on the block with a ruger No he can't shoot me cause he not a shooter I can't take no perky I been acting stupid On my own, walk down with that chrome to your dome She can't leave me lone think he grown, slide up to his home I am not sliding to talk I don't drive by I just walk Outline his nigga in chalk I'm moving in silence I'm not getting caught She told she love me oh that's what you thought I'm moving them pounds that's what I was taught I'm sipping on lean, it came out the cup like niggas what's up Ain't popping no bean cause I had enough I be in the cut He fleeing the scene, I'm keeping it tucked I won't even duck Them bitches is stupid they don't know they place I'm robbing and stealing whatever it takes I need me a re-up I sell by the crate I'm making them hundreds he cannot relate I need me a scat I don't care bout a wraith He want to trade verses but that's not a trade I can't do no feature if you haven't paid, like how much money do you make I can't give no answers I'm playing it safe This wide body charger I'm matching the drake It's Louis my carpet Versace the drapes I'm making this money its all in my face I'm bustin' my shit and its all on her face I got my son, I got my wife, I got a house don't care we straight I been high, I been tipsy, bitch I cannot feel my face But I got the shoes on it Gave her the dick what you do on it (My shawty watch be dancing) Diamonds they dancing just groove on it Big body but I still shoot out it Tell me what you gonna do bout it He got a house better move out it If I tell 'em to shoot, they aimin' the tool and they aim at you Don't got no worries don't got nothing to lose Play it cool, let 'em do what they do My shooters be off of them drugs and not givin' no fucks, they sending them shots out the roof I know these hoes they be gossiping I know they talking shit Used to that shit it ain't new Uh, yeah, I'm with a good hoe, I treat that bitch like she a angel Playin' with one of mine, wish they would though, they gone end up in motherfuckin' danger Yeah, playing with me that shit fatal With them Dracos we spin like tornado Shooters on payroll they do what I say so Make him disappear like where his face go Spray, that, bitch and reload it Put some racks on his head he get folded Heard lil buddy a bitch I been knowin' Lil boy running don't know where he going In love with them racks, in love with the hunnids Pocket watching go and get you some money Think this shit funny I up it and clutch it And let this bitch spray, turn yo ass to a dummy (Yeah) She bust it, she bust it, she bust it, she bustin it open for me She got my back she know what she doing might get her a Patek Philipe Just like a squirrel damn, she like my nut on her teeth Opp niggas be hating on me They quick on they feet when I up the two three I'm about to serve a nigga some pedigree That's yo bitch calling for D I see Why these niggas be begging me for a feature If you ain't one of my bros then f*ck you I don't need you
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