150 SHOOTERS (FR33STYLE) ft. Jerm Lyrics

I swear to God, I'm having 150 shooters in Atlanta, nigga

Yuh

Got like 150 shooters in Atlanta

Had to pour up the sprite, This dirty ol' fanta

Bout to turn a ghost and I'm not talkin' deadly phantom

One in his head I gave away the blammer

I watch em' Die, Die, Die

They say that we caught his murder on camera

Drinkin' sprite cause he ran outta stamina

Whip black and white like a panda

150 shooters in Atlanta, At least 150 shooters

That means at least 150 weapons, At least 150 groupies

Surgically removin' yo medulla

Gun turn you to stone like Medusa

Hard, Colder than ice, Need a new cup

If I think that it's nice, I get two of 'em

Say you gon' do something, Do something

I be makin' bread and you be makin' crumbs

I just be havin' some fun, I'm goin' outside with my gun

Feelin' it dig in in my stomach, I think that I need me a tommy

Talkin' shit only never when I see you, You better not run

Boy better run when we pull up outside

I'm sippin' that dirty, I'm sippin' that goblet of fire

Hands to yourself, Hands by your side

Bands by myself, Did It I try

What

Is you fuckin' crazy

What, Is you fuckin' crazy

I just walked around town, Now I got a fucking Mercedes

I don't give a fuck, Fucked a bad bitch, Named Mercedes

Then I upgraded, Upgraded, Got a better lady

B-U-S, Bust down wet like the Navy

She gon' Come and let it Buss down on me she my baby

My fit be lookin' like some Lexapro, My fit be goin' crazy

Pussy boys, Act like Eminem, They act hella shady

Gaunt is goin' up, Holy shit, Perhaps I am the greatest

Greatest since what

Greatest since what

Boy sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up

Boy better sit down and know his spot

Boy better know the world he livin' in, Livin' in, Isn't in his control

So go get the fuck on the road, I'm steady livin' it, Livin' it, I gotta go

I gotta go, I gotta go

I gotta go, I gotta go

Ain't no bitch spend more than one night, I gotta go

Bitch hit me, Disappear like ghost

Elementary, I'm on the roll

They said I wouldn't be shit, Said I wouldn't be shit

Nah

Said I wouldn't be shit

Now I'm back, poppin' all this shit, I'm on it, Mean shit

Huh, Got it doing me shit

Built this by myself, I'm goin' up, I'm smokin' trees, Bitch, Wow

Brick for brick, Build it up, Brick for brick

Chick for chick, Eat it up, Chick for chick, Chick for chick

Flick flick flick, We gon' film her butt, We make a flick flick flick

Whip whip whip, She gon' make it shake, On my dick, dick, dick

Whole fit cold like I'm in the fuckin' fri- fri- fridge

Walk around in summertime and all I hear is Drip drip drip

It's me and Jerm up in this bitch, You know we fuck your bi- bi- bitch

Real nasty freak bitch, She give my dick an I- I- itch

Anything for money, She gon' get a pickle li- li- licked

My life like a movie, Like the movie Richie Ri-I-ich

But on my fucking music, play this shit like I'm John Wi-I-ick

Comin' at you boys

Aha