lirik lagu i’m a shooter (outro) – young olt
[intro]
uh
yeah, yeah
gang, gang
(open the door, put this glock to your face like “h*llo”)
[hook]
bad b*tch with some thick lips, told her use her mouth
big stick with a big clip, i got the ruger out
he say he a shooter
frr, frr, who a shooter now?
late night, and i’m counting racks but i keep losing count
hit that then forget that, call a uber now
big racks, i mean big stacks, i got a huge amount
gas pack by the pound, i need a hookah now
pull up we gon’ knock him down
told him “i’m a shooter now”
[verse]
wrist heavy, break down the watch put ice up in that mu’f*cka
touch my chain fah, you will die about this mu’f*cka
yeah this chain shine but don’t touch it
pocket full of iron and i’ll bust it
i didn’t pay all this cash for the whip just for nothin’
so police get behind me, you know i’ma dust him
hol’ up, no i’m back again
i pull up with 30’s, “’round of applause” cause i’m clappin’ sh*t
throw these bullets at him like a spear, you thinking i’m african
choppa hit him, make him disappear, no this ain’t a magic trick
i’ll whip yo head, like willow
i got that rock and i’m moving the soft, like pillow
young n*gga ball like carmelo
open the door, put this glock to your face like “h*llo”
h*llo, b*tch got smacked with the metal
metal, i light it up like a candle
candle, he want me to front him but h*ll no
if you ain’t got it all stupid b*tch get the h*ll on
glocks don’t got no safe
and i’m holding these racks i ain’t got no safe
n*gga come at me wrong, he ain’t got no face
up the glock on his ass i’ma pop his face, woah
my n*ggas really step on sh*t, i don’t care ’bout what you talm’ ’bout
every n*gga like to talk they sh*t ’till they see pistols sparking out
yeah, all my n*ggas drop ’em down
bah, bah, bah
“aye what’s that sound?”
that hunnid ’round
who talking now?
[hook]
bad b*tch with some thick lips, told her use her mouth
big stick with a big clip, i got the ruger out
he say he a shooter
frr, frr, who a shooter now?
late night, and i’m counting racks but i keep losing count
hit that then forget that, call a uber now
big racks, i mean big stacks, i got a huge amount
gas pack by the pound, i need a hookah now
pull up we gon’ knock him down
told him “i’m a shooter now”
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu triangulo de amor bizarro › lirik lagu año santo – triángulo de amor bizarro
- kumpulan lirik lagu tazzle › lirik lagu active – tazzle
- kumpulan lirik lagu retirement party › lirik lagu men’s volleyball – retirement party
- kumpulan lirik lagu post malone › lirik lagu spaceships on sunsets – post malone
- kumpulan lirik lagu the jungle giants › lirik lagu on your way down – the jungle giants
- kumpulan lirik lagu mikkey halsted › lirik lagu i got it – mikkey halsted
- kumpulan lirik lagu momo sam › lirik lagu povedzte vy – momo sám
- kumpulan lirik lagu jt machinima › lirik lagu pop the hood – jt machinima
- kumpulan lirik lagu pj brennan › lirik lagu confidence man – pj brennan
- kumpulan lirik lagu djavan › lirik lagu irmã de neon – djavan