ShoNuff lyrics

[Chorus]
Calm down you n*ggas only tough when I'm not around
I don't sound like no n*gga this how I sound
Skuba Bret Hart sharpshoot a n*gga downtown
The best there, is best there was, best there ever will be
Got no kids, I raise guns, I can't let 'em kill me
It is what it is f*ck, what it was, b*tch I'm still me and I'll f*ck you up

[Verse 1]
Got this black and pink on rest in peace to Owen
Long Live YG that sh*t keep me going
If my baby was still here he would've
Had one of these opp n*ggas head open
I don't understand naan' rumors that really spreaded on me
Me no give no f*cks about no b*tch because they legs be open
n*gga put some money on me but I been put bread up on him
I ain't playing with no n*gga, that's at any moment
Boy I be in Georgia by myself with drugs and pistols on me
Go back to Detroit and do the same sh*t with my n*ggas only
Pop out to the Bay I got that hammer with the 50 on it
Gen5 with the ladder hangin, look like kids be on it
Wayno said I can't have my pistol up in NYC
But JB Know I be there walked in wit anything
Gaby know that I'm the rawest n*gga that she ever signed
Ain't no n*gga talking like me at Asylum
I said ain't no n*gga walking like me that's on God
I got a chopper talking numbers like Ahmad Rashad
I got a Draco talking loud just like Stephen A
You ain't sh*t, I'm Booker T yo ass Stevie Ray
Even Stevie Wonder see I got that one sh*t
Speaking sign language to your ho cause she a dumb b*tch
Throwing gang signs to my n*ggas cause we run sh*t
This F&N barrel bout as long as a drumstick
I just tote my pipe and no worries every time outside got a 30
Triple cup full of that dirty and my sprite pink like Kirby
n*ggas talk tough from a distance I done learned that
Boy just want a response on Instagram
Broke b*tches talk brazy on Facebook
See a n*gga in person want they face f*cked
They ain't gon' get sh*t but his jaw broke
n*gga don't understand I don't give a f*ck what the law broke
That chopper z-z-Z on a n*gga just like Zoro
Dividing on n*ggas since I throw up party's in Harpo's
Honestly I been lettin' all this little sh*t bother me
But if I pop a Percocet properly then it's obsolete
I chase that sh*t down with the Wockary
Need a doc*mentary your b*tch be on this di*k
Bopping me it ain't confidential
She demanded meat from a champion it's a Skuba medal
Two bricks in the pickup wagon, Uber'll do the rental
You the middleman, I can't do with that and since you was little
b*tch get out or we get to cook him turn him to a McGriddle
f*ck about opinions you n*ggas acting like you was Gremlins
Boy you was a minion I got shooters went to Old Dominion
Boy mind your business before I put these bloodhounds on your scent
I just spent your rent on this drink that I'm about to sip
I got a perky habit b*tch I don't want no food
I wake up in the morning need it or I'ma be rude
You look like Lil' Xan' holding a tool, fool
You put me on cam with that b*tch you blew
This ain't your video game b*tch I'mma really shoot you
With that Arsenio fingers, point to and we gon' do it
You can't get this sh*t from me gotta cheat me out it
Just know that later down the line you gotta see me bout it
Huh!
[Chorus]
Calm down you n*ggas only tough when I'm not around
I don't sound like no n*gga this how I sound
Skuba Bret Hart sharpshoot a n*gga downtown
The best there is, best there was, best there ever will be
Got no kids, I raise guns I can't let 'em kill me
It is what it is, f*ck what it was, b*tch I'm still me and I'll f*ck you up