Shootout

Tired of being humble so I’m showing out Gucci mike amiri double rr you see us rolling out Just got smarter stayed the same I’m 24 still got my dawgs around Bigger bag more money in my pocket see it poking out See the way I’m living make them switch up they emotions now They speak on how we spend cause they don’t got no shit to talk about Ain’t taking out no trash but in the spot we got them bags around He talking but it’s cap what’s in ya stash I tell him back it out Don’t want no smoke with us we still gon spin your block and air it out Just tryna find your whereabouts forget what niggas care about Said I was a bait I bet them pussy niggas fear me now I grew up got the bag and from the back I let her hear me out Say a couple adlibs make her wanna suck me up And niggas only wanna fuck with us cause bitches fucking us Mad I left them in them race I skrtt the tires dust em up I laugh they still running they mouth I guess I gotta hush them up Still keep a glizzy tucked I’m just tryna shine and they tryna leave me in the dark I know they ain’t believe me ain’t see my vision in the start I killed all of the rappers and put them niggas on the park In the hood I be trapping im paranoid I feel the narcs My music come from my anger throw in a little bit of heart They get a half of the demon and get a feeling of my charm Everybody get money but niggas do not got that spark When 24 walk in the room you can tell I’m top line on the charts I’m addicted to this game I’m tryna double up Know that it’s a play to make a million when we huddle up My side bitch think she badder than my wifey are you dumb or what Two chains on my neck them diamonds jumping like it’s double dutch I remember them days when we didn’t have a pot to piss in Now them niggas is vex that we drip designer and we winning People call me the goat and I say it’s only the beginning Got some tracks in my notes and I know they all gon hit a million Let them know I’m a lefty I hit my target when I’m spinning Got a fetish for killing and I ain’t hitting no civilian If I ain’t seeing two commas then niggas know that I’m not signing When I drop that shit selling it’s like I’m endless with my product She a fan of me loving up on my pictures on my comments Niggas know I stay drippy and I ain’t never need a stylist And when she give me her number know im completing my assignment I just fucked and I cut got her looking stupid in her bonnet Tired of being humble so I’m showing out Gucci mike amiri double rr you see us rolling out Just got smarter stayed the same I’m 24 still got my dawgs around Bigger bag more money in my pocket see it poking out See the way I’m living make them switch up they emotions now They speak on how we spend cause they don’t got no shit to talk about Ain’t taking out no trash but in the spot we got them bags around He talking but it’s cap what’s in ya stash I tell him back it out