Shoot Out (Remix) Lyrics

Yeah, okay

Ha, haha

Bitch

Aye

Treat my day one bother just like my family

What you think this is, just cause I'm lit think you can get Doctor Miami?

Magic trick when I walk in da mall somehow I done made all the hundreds vanish

Another thousand made all legit you'd think I steal how I rubber band it

Rockstar lifestyle, I got bands in

65 in a 30, fried out my mind got flicked but no I ain't panic

You just a oddball you not opium, cut that shit out all dressing satanic

My cousin be cracking cards don't leave yo info around him cause he gonna scam ya

Done dropped my blunt I don't got no bitch it still hurt feelings sitting there like damnit

I don't drank, I'm smoking champagne kush

Lil KK jumped right in that bush

Let Jesus take the wheel I'm high, just smoked a Carrie Underwood

Sent fine shit a Uber X, it's a Tesla sliding with me you riding good

Exotic shit got me stuck been still for so long I can't feel my foot

Had to call my serve tell her I'm gonna be late, just got in a wreck and fucked up my hood

I smoke joints of pressure cough might break your bones chiropractic woods

Me & twin on the same type timing seen some ugly shit looked at each other like"eughhh"

Bitch said I'm done wit you I been done with you now we on da same page we good

I know you see it ring why the fuck you look at it and ain't answer

Jits be fiends, why the fuck you got your vape on your lanyard

Security tried to catch me, cut the traction off out at fort hammer

You ain't never had no chance back from the beginning you the Carolina panthers

Residue under my fingernails it won't clean unless I get a manicure

Walking through Walmart with purple jeans they thought I stole had to get a manager

Watching for set up bitches Nene brooks got me second guessing question her

Don't say no when I hand you money say thank you, shut up accept my gesture, Bitch

Ha

I can't even play take a joke chill out

Got plays lined up gotta map my route

It's four in the morning bro pipe your ass down

Got headphones on the still gas to loud

Bitch I don't forget, don't come back

Yeah I might forgive but don't come back round

Steady reminiscing my young ass was wild

On God

Ha, ha, on God