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Cause I'm a messenger, don't shoot the messenger
When it comes down to it you believe in destiny or choice
Like is this song written, or just white

ain't you
I'm stealing and killing and whippin in all of the shit that I cannot approve
Why do you shoot 
What is your mood 
Why do you shoot 
Why do you

I be on the road
Stackin money then i hop out of the coupe
Homie get the loot 
Smokin honey with the homies on the shoot 
Shawdy you a fool
You ain't

Exotic gas shoot me outa space 
Ona interstate I just caught a play
We proceeed with caution 
Watching for the jakes 
I been fucking around with some

Kill, kill, kill, kill em 
You have to do what i say 
Destroying demonstrations 
No chance for their own opinion
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot em 
Until

twisted girl you got the wrong pops
Twenty nineteen, they shoot their own shots
Playing underage, you think you grown ma
Snapchat filter, that's a young

Wtf, wtf
Smash your bitch with some cuffs
Wtf, wtf
Shoot you in yo fucking gut
Wtf, wtf
Film it all like a snuff
Wtf, wtf
Get these bands, run it up

Dope up in the pocket
Dopest to adopt it
I shoot my shot and I wet it no faucet
16 ways to get rich Tyler Lockett
Con the trending topic know you heard

Influencing the youth
With wisdom understanding knowledge and truth
Enter the booth
Take aim and shoot
Play your part be a heart get it pumping
Feel

like iv been here before
It ain't the same
I love em allllallll
Tell me what your waiting for 
Don't wait to long
Just shoot your shot 
Don't wait

chasing a hoe
Shoot over heads kyrie in the 4th
Got a new crib and it came with a Porsche
He talking down kill em no remorse
Get to the cash trappin is

what they came for
And when I shoot my shot, I aim to win
Man, that's just what the game is for

They don't really want none
But if they comin' Ima give

Peach liquor throwed off in the cup
Add ice lightweight dont take much
Nike belt
Hold the prince pants up
She shoot me addy perfect aim ima pull up

traum auf
Huncho bleib mal locker
Ich hör mich doppelt glaub mein handy ist verwanzt uhhh
Die krippo ist mein stalker

Kreisis nach line ziehn
Amg

baby-mamma on my line
You know I hit it 
Aye
Sorry baby I just ball
I cant take no calls
Spending racks at the mall
With my nigga Dogg 
Aye
I be maccin Like

In the world of the trap I'm no longer a host,
I feel like myself have been turned into dust,
If I open my mind people tell me to shut

So I shoot up

and games until they load up them tools
And they roll up and shoot
YOU wont know what to do
Fuck a around and show up on the news
Gotta million dollar plan

Shoot a couple moves stay busy making my rounds
Bounce bounce shit I gotta bounce
Money on the floor no way I'm missing out
Bounce bounce shit I

Got my perks now in my life
Fuck these bitches right my side
Everytime they wanna shoot me down
I keep myself alive
Making money dollar sign
All

yo, yeah
Put It Down
Put It Down, Put It Down
Put It Down
Run up with a gun like you gon' shoot it
Put It Down
Hold onto that pipe like it's abusive
Put

to Big Creek where the stars shoot satellites 

Fighter jets fall absolved from destruction 
Rusted and mute they point the direction 

I'm going to Big

I'm a outlaw, on a high horse 
My conscience ain't got no remorse 
With a sidekick, riding shotgun 
Who gone shoot it out if the cops come
Got

Stand and Shout

I don't need no safety line
Don't need no safety plan or hiding place
All I need is someone who will watch my back

I don't need no

with pigeons
Two two shoot leave them holy they Christian
Crew gon hoop how we ball then division
Kobe my drank 2 4’s what I’m sipping
Two door coupe