9 Shots ft. Kidnap Koopa Lyrics

This motherfuckin' hard, KJ

Never needed no friends, I ain't friendly and really I won't even pretend to be

Show no love to my enemies, middle finger infinity

Give a fuck if you kin to me, baby don't mention me

In the mix, I'm out the way on some other shit

You on some other shit, but I can't fuck with it

Know young Koopa be thuggin' it solo

Never dolo keep that pistol with me, I'm in love with it

I might love the bitch, but I'd be lying if I said

That Young Koopa can't trust a bitch, life is lovely

I ain't stressin' bout shit, but gettin' my family and brothers rich

Got another nigga bitch callin' me mad

Cause I'm vibin' laid up with another bitch, that that other shit

If it's up, then it's stuck, if you up it you, bust it

Don't come around if you hesitant

Why would I beef with a nigga who can't even afford a blunt

That's a peasantry

But if a nigga play with it, I'mma let him see

He the opposite of heaven sent

It ain't nothin' to pull up to your residence

Spin your block and we don't leave no evidence

One time for the hoes in the front

Two time for the hoes in the back

Three-five, rolled up in a blunt

Four-five, that's a big ol' strap

I got six ways just for you to get paid

For seven days, I've been hustlin' the straight

And if you put it on my plate, then it's ate

He got nine lives Nine shots to his face

Pussy boy can't even act like he one of us

Make the wrong move and I swear we gon' roll him up

I been waitin' for these racks, can't fuck em up

Stack that shit to the top of the wait

Red dot, it came on top of the K

Better not play with them boys they pull up where you stay

I been sittin' in the back of the room with the bae

I got plenty more hoes tryna be where she lay

I tell the plug, let me know when he reup

She hit the wood, I get head with my feet up

She pour the brown and lay down with her knee up

I flip her over, smack her ass, she speed up

Been telling Koop I know the city need us

Yeah, we took a break and them boys tried to be us

We set the trends and they follow the leader

We don't need labels, the real ones gon' see us

Man, I'm still in my dirty white T

It ain't no way to get the trenches out of me, okay

No wasted time, I got places to be

I got new bread to count and new bitches to see

They ain't on what I'm on, I don't beef

You get turned into fillet minon play with me

Tryna find that boy body more like hide and seek

I Try not to get violent, but try it and see yeah

Thought I was playing bitch I'm the one like the fuck is you sayin'

You wanna come to the dub, it ain't nothing here

But you make us feel the way still will get banned

Said if you feed em they won't bite your hand

But they lied you still get backdoored by your man

So many people wanna make it out of here alive

Well, bitch, all I need is a chance come back with the bands

One time for the hoes in the front

Two time for the hoes in the back

Three-five, rolled up in a blunt

Four-five, that's a big ol' strap

I got six ways just for you to get paid

For seven days, I've been hustlin' the straight

And if you put it on my plate, then it's ate

He got nine lives Nine shots to his face