SHOOT SOME Lyrics

Shoot some, shoot some, shoot some, shoot shoots, shoot some, shoot some, shoe some shoes on, shoes on, nigga do something

Catch a nigga at three a.m. while it's wartime, he a store runner

POV my eye sights when I blow the pipe, better get ugly

Fuck my hand up, cuz my baby chopped up, young guy rusty

Fuckin' with the opps, and your baby daddy must be a disgustin

Rollin' his ass and your ass in a Oztank in a Russian

It's 2025, what the fuck a lil' light tusslin

You can't bang with us if you ain't out here startin' hustlin

Gettin' money, ass nigga, all my haters fuck him

Goofy nigga tried dissin' me, so he left his ass with his cousins

You got all that ass, bitch, can't drop it down or bust it

Pop out, love the flash, hit, I'm walkin' closer for you

That Glock, he love the mag, spit, I switch the mag, my button

Like Call of Duty camos, different colors on my cousin

That red is what I'm seekin, got me geekin, leave it up

You blow your pipe, I blow my pipe, you better take some cover

I'm only aimin' for headshots, that vest ain't savin' nothin

Bitch, you know who I am, and when I'm mad, let's get it bustin

I'm scrollin' on the media, see me gettin' money, got him pissed off

Diss flex, swear to God, poppin' out the same night, tryin' to drink somethin

Pullin' up on my block, might lead to death, maybe come try somethin

Got the chain on, pumpin' it, started glistenin, Michael Jackson

Yo, bitch, I'll make laugh till I cross off like Blackson

She ready for me, and I don't even gotta ask her

We the ones that make them poofs, they play with us, get Casper

Last nigga tried ditchin' us, got sent up to the pastor

We the type to go and box him in, put him on the Fox, then the casket

You know that I keep a brr, I'm metal, it ain't no brr

That SRT, go skirt, roll that window down, get trashin

All my life been hustlin, had to get up and get it finetti

Catch you a body, well, fuck it with us, and I might just go buy you a panty

Blowin' me with no hands, that shit so crazy, fantastic

Know my side from workin, we the ones that makin' it happen

Two thousand, I'm a rack, baby, so you know that we gettin' it crackin

I chop militant, artillery, don't want no scanty

We got fully autos in them, see me, automatics