Shooters Wimmie Lyrics

You know what the fuck we got going on

You know what the fuck we got going on

You know what the fuck we got going on

You know what the fuck we got going on

You know what the fuck

You know what the fuck

You know what the fuck

I don't do no dates yall

I just caught a case yall

Get up out my face dawg, I don't do no late calls

FN got that switch one me

The sight that bitch was acog

Now I got them pinned on me, but this a case they can't solve

And I'm in this bitch like, hee

Bought a brand new key, but they don't know I'm pushin' p

We gon' walk him down, it's gon' cost you it ain't free

We then caught em now , man he tried to run on feet

I got shooters in these streets, yeah

Brand new bitch got 20 of em

Bitch like man get rid of em, got your bitch on video uh

Rolls Royce truck I'm pickin' em up

Bitch i eat I'm bigger than her, I'm in my prime like minister uh

I been off that oil and I mix that bitch with vinegar uh

This your bitch I'm coolin with her, I need you and your sister uh

Fuckin' up her tracks we don't do trains we just do business with her

Five percent my tent I know they talkin' but I ain't listenin uh

I got a whole lot of chains, a whole lot of rangs and bitches be glistenin uh

These demons I been facin' em, compete and I'm first placin' em

Why do all these bitches fuckin leave like I be rackin em

Dam they bitch so bad, too bad I be takin' em

All these shooters mad, uh nigga I'm pump fakin em

I don't do no dates yall

I just caught a case yall

Get up out my face dawg, I don't do no late calls

FN got that switch one me

The sight that bitch got acog

Now I got them pinned on me, but this a case they can't solve

And I'm in this bitch like, hee

Bought a brand new key, but they don't know I'm pushin' p

We gon' walk him down, it's gon' cost you it ain't free

We then caught em now , man he tried to run on feet

I got shooters with me, I got shooters in these streets

I got shooters with me, I got shooters they on fleek

I got demons with me, and they take perkys like they treats

And I got fiends with me, and they be faded in these streets

She got sick of Celine and she got sick of all this shit

We on deck like Zach and Cody

I be on island coney

Black Diamond, Mr. Mobley

I was sleepin' on em, but these niggas fuckin' woke me

Said that she a freak well you might as well just show me

Ain't datin then go be a ho, then

Like Peyton, ain lettin yo man in

In the nick of time I bought a cannon

Had to stay sharpe like I was Shannon

Know I don't play friendly

Yo, ass got shot like Dr. Miami

The Pack I got like Danny

I done hopped in the Ghost like Danny

Swisher sweet yeah I'm smokin' on em

Yeah I got shooters, I got shooters on it

Nigga got merked oh yeah

Nigga go beserk