Shotta Shit (Explicit) 歌詞
詞：Dashawn Robertson/Noah Cousins/Dante Guzzi
曲：Dashawn Robertson/Noah Cousins/Dante Guzzi
All my opps know who they is
You in this b***h lemme talk to you n***a
Stand up lemme talk to you n***a you spazzin'
Noah why you do that s**t
He play I'ma stop this s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh
He play I'ma stop this s**t b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Now what what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh That shotta
We fightin' 'bout who get to kill 'em I'm slangin'
They let me bang him that f**k n***a playin'
You got cash so I'm goin' back home
Drop all the windows with Glocks
Your s**t made all of it stop with a chop
Three fingers but still'll clean up with a mop
Three fingers but still'll clean up with a mop
Ayy let's get it go
Bodies start droppin' we uppin' the scope
Hit you for brains when I need me some more
He was sleep on the couch but got left on the floor
And y'all ain't ride 'bout it Nope y'all ain't slide 'bout it Nope
So y'all ain't hard 'bout it Nope stop that hard talkin'
Stuff on the neck be slippin'
When bodies start droppin' they swear that we trippin'
I f**k with real n***as can't f**k with no b***hes
You hang around me then this Glock had me standin'
Ain't got time with switchin' can't f**k with no fakes
Don't tell me you slime 'cause that mean you a snake
Chop that boy up leave him in a lake
They tell me I'm gas and I'm revvin' the engine
Gimme the drop and I'm plannin' on spendin'
He play I'ma stop this s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh
He play I'ma stop this s**t b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Now what what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh That shotta
These is the shot no dread locks
For a bag yeah give him a headshot
Bro and him need no red dot
All I do is give my dawg the head know
Me and Yoshi we young we reckless
Come through and scratch him and leave that boy messy
The labels be like "Y'all just chill on the killin' s**t"
Soon as we leave we go right back to drillin' s**t
I rap what I'm livin' no capathy
Twelve let me stay at the trapathy
I know that these n***as be mad at me
Now that I'm up they tryna come after me
I can't stop my shine for him
I can't stop my grind like that
Bum b***h broke my heart
Can't believe she wastemy time like that
Now she lookin' like a dumb b***h
Suck on my clip while she chill in the Sun
She just might get flipped if my dog say he want that
She tryna f**k the gang she tryna f**k my chain
She tryna f**k my rain
She want the fancy trips and the fancy cars and the boarded plane
He play I'ma stop this s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Lil' b***h what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh
He play I'ma stop this s**t b***h what
A whole lotta shots in this b***h Rra yuh
It's flake I'ma drop that s**t Now what what
A whole lotta shotta s**t yuh That shotta