ฟังเพลงShoot Off Pt. 4 (Explicit)

Shoot Off Pt. 4 (Explicit) - Yo Gotti

Lyrics by：Mario Mims/Leo Goff/BryTavious Chambers

Composed by：Mario Mims/Leo Goff/BryTavious Chambers

Tay Keith f**k these n***as up

Yeah

DJ Meech lil' b***h

Ayy Leo don't stop me this off top part four

Alright alright we got it like ninety bars

Ayy used to be the fed now the paparazzi snapping

Ayy everybody smoking on somebody boy quit capping

Somebody tell Tay Keith he a fool this b***h slapping

Left my last b***h what happened

Shoutout my last b***h what's happening

Real n***a never been the one to pillow talk I never seen a pillow

B***h told me Richard Mille or bye bye I'ma miss her

FN hold baby missiles it go through your bone gristle

High security still tote the pistol

I don't rely on nan' n***a

Let's have some fun with this s**t

I'ma slow down the flow

Okay

You know this CM10 this Shoot Off number four

Shoot Off number four

You see that Phantom and that Cullinan and that Wraith and the Ghost

I f**k your b***h on a plane double back for the throat

I'm investing in crypto

I be texting in street code

Got more watches than jewelers

Want my b***hes in plurals

That's more than one a time

If she ain't with it it's fine

She know I'm busy as f**k that's my favorite line

Shoot off

When the beat breakdown make me feel like I'm breaking down them pounds

And my sister in the kitchen with that newspaper on the ground

Keep going

When them bricks came in me and Nero had ziplocs in them ziplocs

Standing over that stove making that pot go do the beatbox

Go go

Joe Biden with the big rocks fifty pointers in the Rollie

Trackhawk and a Redeye none of my s**t stolen

Shirt off in that XL might go luxury uh huh

Know I keep it on me so don't f**k with me uh huh

I used to ride a four and now I'm in the Forbes

I used to step on woodgrain now it's marble floors

I miss the Honda Accord used to have a b***h in it with the bricks in it

Rental trucks tinted with the sticks in it yeah I been spinning

Twenty four left

Yeah I been winning big Gotti big getting it

No feelings d**g dealing turned that s**t to a business

Solo on all my mission want no witness or codefendants

Never put no h*es in the business

No cap no kidding I take this s**t to the graveyard

I got a million in that Goyard

I made a half a million out my room oh yeah our trap booming

I'm eating noodles serving consumers

Locked in with the streets never move off rumors

Facts only

This that c*****e Muzik yeah I'm right back on it

Almost there

Gave my n***a a hundred K turned his back on me

Ain't no love in these streets ain't no loyalty

How opps beefing with me but they avoiding me

Alright just make sure I get my credit