Shoot

Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll

Freaky ***** on go, she gone off the road

Run up in your house like I’m commando

Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo

Tay Keith, **** these ****** up

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Strapped like it’s Belly, you singing, R. Kelly

You play it get deadly, it's Grape Gang, no jelly

I'm counting up fetti, you talking already

I pull up with choppers that come with machetes

I’m ******* on Betty, her head got me steady

I call her Lil Caesars, that ***** hot and ready

My gun a Lil Caesars, that ***** hot and ready

I dumped my lil *****, now that ***** hot and jealous

Hold up, let me catch my breath

Shoot a ***** teeth, then say he killed himself

Fill 'em up with holes like a criminal

Paralyzed waist down, now he can’t feel himself

Ride with my guys man, I swear it ain’t nothing else

Freaky *****, I make her touch herself

I’m balling in town, look like **** a ref

Leave his ass stanking, I blow him like bad breath

Woah, double-oh-seven, hit him with the weapon, gotta

Go, when the police come, dip underground

Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around

Lil bitty boy, you still eat off the ground

You see them Haitians, they up on the Gram

Shh, don’t make a sound

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

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Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll

Freaky ***** on go, she gone off the road

Run up in your house like I’m commando

Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo

Homicide, ***** we known for that

Screenshotting s**t, I text her, you too grown for that

Yeah that trap s**t, I got two phones for that

I’m a dog, I think that I got a bone to fetch

Stop what you're doing

Thirty-three in my clip, that’s Patrick Ewing

Open up wide, girl I’m looking for the chewing

Shawty gave me head, now I know what she pursuing

It be nina with the coolant

Mask on, AR, ***** that’s on my side

PRG, 700, we don’t let s**t slide (crip)

We don’t let s**t slide (crip),

***** play with me I ride (crip)

***** I’m cripping with the guys,

We Get up with three high fives

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