lirik lagu lakeyah - shots fired
[intro: dj drama]
(ain’ that dj chose over there?)
one shot, two shot (mm, look like dj chose)
three shot, keep goin’
[chorus]
know a b~tch too bad, post a pic, don’t need no caption (b~tch, i’m bad)
i keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
make him buy me gucci for the coochie call that taxes (tax)
i get to bussin’ at these b~tches, keep it ratchet
one shot for the bad b~tches (one shot for the bad b~tches)
two shots if you sippn’ don ju’
one shot for the n~ggas keep the bag with ’em (n~ggas keep the bag with ’em)
and two shots if your bankroll blue (yeah)
[verse 1]
lil’ b~tch i’m gettin’ money, give a f~ck about no drama
‘fore i a add a b~tch online, i’ma add another comma (yeah)
i might hit up kod and throw like a 30k in dollars (throw it all)
i ain’t trippin’, ain’t no limit, blew that sh~t on this designer, uh
all you n~ggas should relax ’cause my n~ggas keep a mac and they gon’ use it (they gon’ use it)
say she with the sh~t, she gotta prove it (yeah)
look at how these b~tches wave ridin’, i’m the blue print
now i got these b~tches real mad, n~ggas choosin’ (n~ggas choosin’)
ayy, strippers in the section, poppin’ bottles straight flexin’ (ayy)
i don’t need a n~gga ever, this a hunnid on my necklace (this a hunnid on my chain, b~tch)
this that new season bottega, this expensive ass steppin’
ayy, let me post up on the ‘gram ’cause that’s the only thing she checkin’ (on god)
[chorus]
know a b~tch too bad, post a pic, don’t need no caption (ayy)
i keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
make him buy me gucci for the coochie call that taxes (taxes)
i get to bussin’ at these b~tches, keep it ratchet (ayy)
one shot for the bad b~tches (one shot for the bad b~tches)
two shots if you sippn’ don ju’
one shot for the n~ggas keep the bag with ’em (n~ggas keep the bag with ’em)
and two shots if your bankroll blue
[verse 2]
ayy, one here comes the two to the three to the four
ayy, thirty thousand ones, can’t see the motherf~ckin’ floor (okay)
the coupe like a bird, know we b~tterfly the doors (skrr)
p~ssy got him buyin’ out the motherf~ckin’ store (ayy, ayy)
b~tch, i’m booked and busy
turn around, another plane, i’m gettin’ dizzy
what’s her name? ain’t f~ckin’ with me (ain’t f~ckin’ with me)
i just let him taste it, he ain’t even f~ck and can’t forget me
said, “lakeyah you the one”, that’s a fact, now buy that fendi, n~gga
[chorus]
know a b~tch too bad, post a pic, don’t need no caption (ayy)
i keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
make him buy me gucci for the coochie call that taxes (taxes)
i get to bussin’ at these b~tches, keep it ratchet (ayy)
one shot for the bad b~tches (one shot for the bad b~tches)
two shots if you sippn’ don ju’
one shot for the n~ggas keep the bag with ’em (n~ggas keep the bag with ’em)
and two shots if your bankroll blue
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