Lyrics:
got a mouth like a gun
So won't you shoot me, shoot me down
Shoot me, shoot me down
You're feeling heavy on my chest and I can't make a sound
So won't
I shoot shots no bricks
I shoot shots no bricks
I shoot shots no bricks
I shoot shots no bricks
When you shoot you miss
When you shoot you miss
When
A gon done dem a know
A gon done dem
A gon done dem a know
Yea
Shoot dem like John Wick
Boy a go dead ca me shoot him like John Wick
Shoot dem like
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot antifa
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot antifa
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot antifa
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot antifa
Shoot, shoot
par la fenêtre
Shoot comme à Brooklyn
Trop en avance comme des cainri
Shoot comme à Brooklyn
Tout les lycéens sous extasy
Shoot comme à Brooklyn
Trop
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
Shooters shoot!
Yeah I shoot it up
Shoot it up
Shoot it up
Shooters shoot!
Yeah I shoot it up
Yeah
Bitches going crazy
Yeah
Walk all over anybody anymore
Face the judgement of the people
You never seen as your equals
Shoot shoot the leaders
Shoot shoot the fools
Shoot shoot
One shoot one shoot to my brain
One shoot one shoot to my brain
One shoot one shoot to my brain
Y yo me siento okey
One shoot one shoot to my brain
One
shit
Acting like a whole bitch
So I ain't finna throw fists
Imma shoot the party up
Shoot the party up
Shoot the party up
Shoot the party up, bitch
Shoot
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
Shoot comme un Ghost
come to get her
cause you never come together
I'm free Your free
Shoot the womb right now
Shoot the womb right now
Shoot the womb right now
Shoot
talking bout P's
Shoot my shot like in the NBA league
567 different kinda steez
All the baddies in the house
All the baddies all around
Mese drop it down
I
bitch, okay
Sheesh, sheesh
Shoot at me, shoot at me, shoot at me, shoot at me
Shoot at me, shoot at me, shoot at me, shoot at me
Shoot at me, shoot at me,
good?
(Aye what up?, What up?)
(one two three, let's go)
Shoot, Shoot, Shoot, Shoot
Shoot, Shoot, Shoot, Shoot
Shooters they pop off the roof
Shooters
Got on some cocaine «p», carry me through this mystery
Get yo ass out the fuckin’ car before i shoot you, bitch
Get yo ass out the fuckin’ car before i shoot you, bitch
Get
The good life was so elusive
Handouts, they got me down
I had to regain my self-respect
So I got into camouflage
The girls they love to see you shoot
never satisfied
Just a paradise on a roll
c'mon and take the fat chance
This ain't suicide
Sit back and let it all unfold
You better
Shoot it,
Two glass eyes
I'll fucking tell you lies
I'm on the side of the road
You're gonna fucking die
Yeah, yeah
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Pow,
there'll come a day
When you just might wonder what slipped away
While you've been with me
And you will want to be free
So Shoot 'em up baby
Shoot 'em
come a day
When you just might wonder what slipped away
While you've been with me
And you will want to be free
So, shoot 'em up, baby
Shoot 'em up, baby
The US bombs cruising overhead
But there goes my love rocket red
Shoot it up
Oh, shoot it up
Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead
Multi millions
The US bombs cruising overhead
But there goes my love rocket red
Shoot it up
Oh, shoot it up
Blaster bomb bomb bomb ahead
Multi millions
I hit for a brick when I spin it on Melrose (ohh, ayy)
I was tryna kill ya, no brainer, scarecrow (oh, ayy)
I might shoot your casket, shoot
Stupid Cupid with a shotgun
I'm on a killing spree
Silver bullets for a heart of gold
Bring you to your knees
Don't bring a knife to a shoot
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