Sending Shots ft. YSN Tae & YSN Dj Lyrics

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious

That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that

Just with a beard

Thirty shots up out that scat missed everyone

So now I'm kinda curious

When he saw himself, he saw a walking dead

Man up in that mirror

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious

That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that

Just with a beard

Thirty shots up out that scat missed everyone

So now I'm kinda curious

When he saw himself, he saw a walking dead

Man up in that mirror

Them boy bitches and they really know it

When I saw that bitch run out of gas, his eyes was holy moly

When I call them smackers they be locked and

Loaded in, that Stollie

When I come on they block, they get the hopping

Them boys fuckin' bunnies

Get out my body when it's demon time

Them boys droppin' fives, but I ain't trippin', they gon' get crucified

Ayy, I spared em once, no I can't spare again

When I see that pussy boy again, bet, he won't

Drop them 10's

DonDada wat i go by, man, go check

My fuckin' resume

That boy was droppin' 10's, so Quez and K5

punched him in the face

They moved him to another pod, that white

Boy said it's fuckin' grace

But let me chillout, and stop bullin

For that boy, call me fuckin' racist

Forever 10 and that's my fuckin' gang

You know I slide with steppers, so when I catch him, ain't no gettin' away

With DJ in that Batmobile, police behind, they gotta chase us

I'm sendin' shots straight back to back, tryna catch a hat, better hope he make it

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious

That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that

just with a beard

Thirty shots up out that scat missed everyone

So now I'm kinda curious

When he saw himself, he saw a walking dead

man up in that mirror

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious

That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that

just with a beard

Thirty shots up out that scat missed everyone

So now I'm kinda curious

When he saw himself, he saw a walking dead

Man up in that mirror

Yeah, he screamin' 10, but he ain't shot for us

Why this nigga wearin' the fuckin' brand and he ain't ride for us

P-Roy just slapped the switch up on that 40 you ain't no slidin on us

My kin aint answer the phone, cause he with a opp hoe all up in her guts

Huh, we was 5 deep in that Charger, tryna slide on them

Rek was tryna shoot, I grabbed the ball i up to fire on him

Nigga capped out on his dead mans, like, why you lyin' on him

Just name a day y'all ask to play some ball and we ain't score a trim

Not gon' lie, Rek had told me put some shit up on a fan

Couple hoes I took down on their side, for real, they really fans

I done fucked his sister for the 10's, nigga, straight crackin

Fucked the back shots, nigga, hitting missionary, still clappin

Huh, I be ha back in, nigga, pussy droppin' 10's

But we ain't dead, stop all that actin', nigga

Niggas switched from blood and crip, but I ain't changed what's brackin', nigga

How dare you to shake my hand wrong, I'm with Tae, you know he smackin', niggas

Huh, switchy clappin', niggas, I ain't sweet, no dappin', niggas

Remember we was bumpin', my whole gang was really pappin', niggas

That pussy made a song about my brother, I'ma smack the nigga

Can't forget about when it started, your whole gang was gettin' jacked, lil' nigga

He sending shots, but I can't take him serious

That boy a bald bitch, he gon' die like that

Just with a beard

Thirty shots up out that scat missed everyone

So now I'm kinda curious

When he saw himself, he saw a walking dead

Man up in that mirror