lirik lagu shots – surf
[intro]
(that boy j$ go crazy)
yeah, yeah*yeah
yeah, yeah*yeah
yeah, yeah, haha
aha, j$
[chorus]
so many shots in the clip of the glock, we gon’ pop at his body ’til we see it drop (drop)
no, i’m not talkin’ to none of my opps, i would f*ck with a thot ‘fore i f*ck with a cop (cop)
i had a b*tch come from out of the states to l.a. just to come to the crib, give me top (yeah, yeah)
i am not stressin’ a thing, i got guap (yeah, yeah)
she think she stressin’ me, how is she not? (ha)
[verse 1]
i just put diamonds on me, now i’m cold
i didn’t know that my temperature dropped (temperature dropped)
i did it my own like i was j. cole
but i am not makin’ no hippity*hop (hippity*hop)
shе wanna fight but she took it too far
i don’t got enough ’cause my еnergy dropped (nah)
i’m sippin’ on green, baby, give me a drop (yeah)
pourin’ this lean, let it sit on the rocks (yeah)
all of that hatin’ not gettin’ you far
i was eighteen, had to get me some guap
i couldn’t shop, had to sit in the car
now a young n*gga can sit in the stars (yeah)
ran up my money, i copped me a tesla (yeah)
i really be vibin’, i’m sittin’ in mars (yeah)
woke up this mornin’, i look at my opps
i be laughin’ and cryin’, i’m sh*ttin’ on y’all (ha)
yeah, yeah*yeah
[chorus]
so many shots in the clip of the glock (glock), we gon’ pop at his body ’til we see it drop (bop)
no, i’m not talkin’ to none of my opps (nah), i would f*ck with a thot ‘fore i f*ck with a cop (cop)
i had a b*tch come from out of the states (yeah), to l.a. just to come to the crib, give me top (yeah)
i am not stressin’ a thing, i got guap (yeah)
[verse 2]
i’m not talkin’ to you, i be talkin’ to god
i’m not f*ckin’ with you, i ain’t f*ckin’ with frauds
i’ma carry my team, i’ma need a massage (yeah)
and it’s so many whips, we gon’ need a garage (uh*huh)
i ain’t sonnin’ n0body, i do want i want (uh*uh)
you not a shooter, why you got a gun? (yeah)
i be havin’ my way, i be havin’ my fun (yeah)
i ain’t losin’ no more ’cause i already won (yeah)
[chorus]
so many shots in the clip of the glock, we gon’ pop at his body ’til we see it drop (bop)
no, i’m not talkin’ to none of my opps, i would f*ck with a thot ‘fore i f*ck with a cop (yeah)
i had a b*tch come from out of the states to l.a. just to come to the crip, give me top (ha)
i am not stressin’ a thing, i got guap (ha, ha)
she think she stressin’ me, how is she not? (ha)
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