We Uh Shoot

歌詞

Mm, mm, mm Mm-mm, mm-mm Uh We got the guns, we'll shoot No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do Inside this Louis bookbag, all you see is blue I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through And I run up them bands, you can see the proof Penthouse, on the top floor, used to seein' the view If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches I might need me like three or two I pop the pill, it's ready to drop Lil' bro wanna kill, he ready for opps Aim it with skills, spaghetti his top How you a stepper, you steady gettin' shot? We sellin' rocks and blows, I got control Start droppin', then married the block Before we was walkin' shows, was cockin' pole In the car with the heaviest Glock This ain't No Auto, but I fuck with Polo But I can not charge him, 'cause he one of mine (No) I had a Drac' that shoot like one of my switches They comin' out two at a time (Man, what?) Ain't got home for us, they knock on the door like Jehovah witness, this not a surprise Dead opps, got YouTube's funniest moments, I do like 'em better alive Better believe, just don't bleed, and millions they judgin' me off my ass Better believe, the feds gon' use them Clubhouse clips all in your trial I know you a killer from back in the day, but you ain't catch one in a while I'm so player, told them don't backdoor you whenever your family around (Damn) His face change just to verify, they be killin' niggas for that bag (Yeah) I say certain shit around certain niggas, I know you gon' walk back and say (Grr) I know you'll tell on me, you'll tell everything your daddy did to your momma I know a real killer sip promethazine, livin' few blocks from Obama (Frrt) So you a bear, just imagine what ten millimeter'll do to a goat You know I'm a street nigga, 'cause one of my old managers was sellin' the dope And I learned from the robbers Bitch, it's summertime, why you got on a coat? And you a cool nigga, I seen what happened to PnB, nigga the goat, yeah We got the guns, we'll shoot No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do Inside this Louis bookbag, all you see is blue I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through And I run up them bands, you can see the proof Penthouse, on the top floor, used to seein' the view If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches I might need me like three or two Gone off a Perc' how the murderers sleep at night Tell me, "Turn up the streets," I might My killer told me been steppin' on shit for so long that it startin' increase my height Creepin' down they block, you won't see no lights Glock gon' "Baow," I need your life Hop out and get 'em, we scream "Go" twice Lil' chrome, sippin' on lean, no ice, uh Ran up them M&M's, and I hang with none but some millionaires and some murderers Catch him, we killin' him, you just in the way Pussy nigga, we ain't never heard of ya I might boot up off a pill when I'm turnin' up Bitch, you fuck with the opps, you ain't hurtin' us Try to rob me, I'm catchin' a murder one Blow his hollow like us, he burnin' up We got the guns, we'll shoot No, I ain't worried 'bout what he'll do Inside this Louis bookbag, all you see is blue I just stuck to the plan, had to see it through And I run up them bands, you can see the proof Penthouse, on the top floor, used to seein' the view If I walk in the strip club, bunch of bad bitches I might need me like three or two