lirik lagu lil gotit - shots fired (intro)
[intro]
(this money mooktoven)
woo, woo
rudy gang business
f~ck these cap ass n~ggas, man (i’ma let y’all know how the game go)
gang (don’t trip out, n~ggas gon’ fold)
nah, for real, slatt
lotto gang, rudy gang, ebd
whole lot of inf’ sh~t, y’all know what’s goin’
[verse]
f~ck around and caught a case (what?)
’cause they k!lled baby snake (come on, come on, get his ass)
y’all some p~ssies, y’all some rats (p~ssy ass n~gga)
caught y’all talking to them jakes (twelve ass n~ggas)
you ain’t having no foreign (cap)
do you really wanna race? (he don’t, skrrt)
i beat that p~ssy down (beat it up, beat it up, beat it up)
i soak it wet as a lake (drownin’ in that p~ssy)
i’m standing ten toes down (i’m solid)
i can never be a fake (that’s cap, can never)
we blowing o’s, going viral (for real, for real)
but you can call up drake (ovo)
i’m having mojo like austin powers (you dig?)
but i can never age (nah, n~gga)
lil’ buddy hit, that p~ssy sour (stupid ass n~gga)
i told his ass he gon’ have aids (the f~ck on, n~gga)
lil’ baby, i am not a coward (no, no, no, no)
plus i don’t do no dates (no, no, no, no)
two twin dracos, eiffel towers (brrt, brrt, brrt)
who really wanna play? (n0body, n0body, slatt)
i had to stay down for this sh~t (stayed down)
eighty rounds in my clip (grraow)
smoke by the pound in this b~tch (yeah)
h~ll yeah, had to bust down my wrist (rollie)
flex ten, she wanna just in the benz (really?)
just me and her and her doin’ her friends (then what?)
young n~gga ready to commit a sin (for real)
young n~gga ready to commit a sin (he is)
eighty racks on your head (head)
i bet they find you dead (he gone, he gone, slatt)
you talkin’ to the feds (stop talkin’, n~gga)
that white t gon’ be red (he gone, n~gga)
percs f~ckin’ up my head (i’m itching, i’m itching, i’m itching)
xan put me in the bed (uh)
bands poking out my pocket (bands on me, racks)
i gotta keep that pocket rocket (grraow, baow, baow)
all that poppin’, need to stop it
i am the player, not siking (sike)
tell your future like a psychic (psychic)
yeah, my instagram poppin’ (for real)
all these hoes tryna like it (like it)
late night, yeah, we striking (striking)
tryna come up on a million (a million)
stack the racks up to the ceiling (ceiling)
doin’ the dash, drop the ceiling (drop it)
pull up where you at (where you at, lil’ n~ggas?)
just drop the address (here you go, slatt)
slide to your block, make a mess (grraow, baow, baow)
them ninety~two n~ggas on the stretch’ (they gone, you know it)
you say it’s a light~skin boy with dreads? (what his name?)
oh, that f~ck n~gga be flexing (he cap)
rudy gang business (y’all know what’s goin’, shh)
slatt (what’s happenin’?)
[outro]
nah, for real
all these p~ssy ass n~ggas know what the f~ck goin’ on with rudy gang
y’all n~ggas know what the f~ck goin’ on with us, man
we ain’t doin’ to much talkin’
y’all n~ggas cap, just go on with y’all hoes
these messy ass hoes be the setup
get that ass put on a stretch’
man, y’all know what’s goin’ on, i ain’t saying too much
just know, slatt
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