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"shoot first" - lil skrrt 11 lyrics

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[intro]
(southside on the track, yeah)
o block sh*t, n*gga, southside
free the gang, b*tch
otf better, yeah

[chorus]
shoot first, i don’t ever wait, i’ma blow this b*tch (boom, boom)
caught his ass lackin’ by the store, had to show that b*tch
n*ggas keep talkin’ on the net, but don’t know that sh*t
thirty in the glock, hollow tips, make him fold real quick
two opps gone in the whip, that’s a dead man ride
mask down, stick out, ain’t nowhere to hide
we don’t talk, we don’t play, we just slide outside
shoot first, f*ck talk, that’s a 9 block vibe

[verse 1]
p*ssy n*gga run, he get clapped in the back
caught a rat in the trap, put his face in his lap
f*ck the opps, we smoke, roll him up in the pack
send shots through his house, lеave it flat, that’s facts
i was 11 with a pole in my hoodie
now i’m grown, hit a l!ck, drop a clip, it’s a moviе
lil’ b*tch tryna cuff, i don’t trust no groupie
all my n*ggas demons, all my k!llers unruly
switch on the glock, got it glitchin’ like a movie
two whips deep, masked up, it’s spooky
[chorus]
shoot first, i don’t ever wait, i’ma blow this b*tch
caught his ass lackin’ by the store, had to show that b*tch
n*ggas keep talkin’ on the net, but don’t know that sh*t
thirty in the glock, hollow tips, make him fold real quick
two opps gone in the whip, that’s a dead man ride
mask down, stick out, ain’t nowhere to hide
we don’t talk, we don’t play, we just slide outside
shoot first, f*ck talk, that’s a 9 block vibe

[verse 2]
b*tch, i’m young and turnt, got the reaper on my back
srt slide, hear the engine when it crack
heard his ass rap tough, but he never gon’ clap
put his name on a shirt, now his fam postin’ “raps”
f*ck the judge, f*ck the law, i don’t f*ck with no badge
if you with the other side, you can die where you stand
i don’t care who it is, every opp get tagged
skrrt 11 in the booth, b*tch, the flow too mad

[outro]
o block, n*gga, it’s shoot first, no questions
southside drill sh*t, b*tch, that’s the lesson
leave the opps in depression
skrrt 11, b*tch, i’m the realest confession

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