lirik lagu the shooters – shootergang kony
[intro]
ayy (l*finguz)
[verse 1]
take a chance, look, get to reachin’ in my pants ’cause you can’t do that (can’t do that)
couple thousand on the floor, but i just blew that (huh?)
havin’ conversations, i keep askin’ where his boo at (where your boo at?)
but really i be on her mental like a durag (b*tch)
she just got her carpets cleaned, balenci’, walkin’ through that (huh?)
walk up in your crib, you was the homie, where the loot at? (who?)
i don’t run from gunshots, i find out where to shoot at (woah)
ksubis got me g*ngb*ngin’, i’m flaggin’ where i pulled at (huh?)
i’m so confidential, i got four*five with two mags
i just put my hooker on my project, now you mad
i don’t wanna see you with your clothes off, you too bad
bound to hook a jag’, i’m on the helmet like a durag
money on the floor, so let’s get straight to it (huh?)
never shot a n*gga, i’m assumin’ that you can’t do it (scary)
ain’t from over there, she hear my sh*t and call it bay music
40 touch your heart and then your soul like marvin g*ye music (hah)
[chorus]
so much money, i get drunk and dog the rental
all this guala on me, i’ll take me and fleecy to the dental
vj see the roll and do the dash, i break the pedal
thooter, i know when you lyin’, b*tch, i made you, i’m geppetto
won’t settle for no lil’ ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeans
do a feature for you, put it out because that sh*t clean
i don’t know this b*tch, but bet i get inside her inseams
all i rock designer, i hit louis with like ten g’s
[verse 2]
michael kors got you lookin’ bored (bop)
all my n*ggas bears, we just went down for stealin’ porridge (hah)
alexander queens that i might mix with the dior (dork)
like you h*lla old, i could’ve sent you to the morgue (huh?)
couple pigs full, i buy another one on tour
couldn’t play a game with broken b*tches, no visa, you poor (b*tch)
i ain’t hittin’ sh*t, b*tch, i could hit you with the door (huh?)
bet you they be on you when you walk into the store (ho)
[chorus]
so much money, i get drunk and dog the rental
all this guala on me, i’ll take me and fleecy to the dental
vj see the roll and do the dash, i break the pedal
thooter, i know when you lyin’, b*tch, i made you, i’m geppetto
won’t settle for no lil’ ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeans
do a feature for you, put it out because that sh*t clean
i don’t know this b*tch, but bet i get inside her inseams
all i rock designer, i hit louis with like ten g’s
[outro]
(l*finguz)
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