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lirik lagu lil doehunna - i'm shooting in the air

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[chorus: lil doehunna]
i’m shootin’ in the air, don’t care who there, we let it fly (grrah, boom!)
they say he slid, but never hit — that boy just cap online (p~ssy!)
told that hoe i’m not your man, i just f~ck then press decline (b~tch, decline)
you ain’t gang, don’t post my name — you get zipped for crossin’ lines (on bro)
we hop out deep, no time to creep — them switches synchronized (switches, grrah)
and if he breathe, we spin again, b~tch, that’s how gang survive (that’s how we slide)
he tried to run, but dropped his bl!ck — now he got televised (now hе viral!)
you post your gun like that mean somethin’? b~tch, you not cеrtified (you ain’t!)

[verse: lil doehunna]
i been thuggin’ since a jet, i seen that glock before i saw a pet (on 67th)
my brother died, and i ain’t cry — i picked up tools, i made a mess (boom!)
that murder talk gon’ get you flipped, we hit that whip, no need for vests (skrrt!)
he slid on nothin’, lied on dre, now he got demons in his chest (rest up dre)
i told lil’ bro don’t trust that b~tch, she f~cked the opps and dropped her pin (she foul!)
we hit his block like doordash orders, left his dinner cold again (grrah, grrah)
you in them threads, we in them streets — we really know how war begin (on god)
ain’t no attempts, it’s doa, his face got lit like fireworks in wind (boom, boom!)
they ask me why i rap so hard — b~tch, i ain’t got no soul to save (nah)
this pain i hold been stackin’ up since dre got put beneath that grave (d~mn)
they diss on 5, we press on gas — broad day, i ain’t come to play (on gang)
i’m shootin’ in the air like prayers, but this ain’t church — this h~ll today (grrah, grrah!)

[chorus: lil doehunna]
i’m shootin’ in the air, this ain’t for shows, this sh~t get real (sh~t real)
i put racks down on that table, told my twin, “just sign and drill” (sign it!)
they say chill, but how i’m posed to chill when i got bro to k!ll? (can’t chill)
and i still ride through every zone, behind that tint i grip that steel (skrrt!)
don’t do no dissin’ for the net, we get straight back for real (for real)
caught him lackin’ at the light, left his face on that wheel (boom!)
heard they tryna link with opps — now they both gon’ need a shield (p~ssy)
i’m shootin’ in the air, and if i miss, i’m spinnin’ still (boom, boom, boom!)


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