100 Shooters (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: YungLiV]
(Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
Ayy, we pull up and send hot sh*t to n*ggas block sh*t
Free the gang, ayy

[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, n*ggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, b*tch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up

[Verse 1: YungLiV]
Better not try to rob, these n*ggas know Lil LiV be trained to blow
Let me see a mask come through that back, I'm shootin' through the door
Man down, his homie turned around, n*gga, we at his throat
He got away, his homie D.O.A, he died outside the place
I keep a pipe, shootin' like I'm Mike, b*tch, I ain't tryna fight
I got killers off the drugs, they tryna flip sh*t
I got b*tches on my line, they tryna suck the clique
Me and lil' bro don't trust these hoes 'cause we just drop to hit
I'll be damned I let a goofy slide and hit me in my sh*t
I come from out West, them fake ass vests gon' get a n*gga kill
Opps be at my shows just like they hoes, [?]
I better not hear a n*gga say my homie tried to run from them
But if he dead but took a L, we gon' go get his son
These n*ggas bluffin', when we slide I need a homi', huh
b*tch, I got court I think the judge might try to fraud me when I go
I ain't tryna flex with pistols, n*gga, the rest I know y'all know
[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, n*ggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, b*tch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up

[Verse 2: Rari]
Ever since that n*gga lost his life I keep a weapon
Told my brother he better tote it right before he step in
Couple n*ggas posted in the cut with some F&N's
We gon' slide through the back like, "What the f*ck where that check is?"
I'm ridin' for my n*ggas and I'ma slide with 'em
If you ridin' for them n*ggas you gon' die with 'em
Whip tinted and it's rented, it's a dirty [?]
f*ckin' dummy n*gga, thought his whip was bulletproof
Told my city you ain't sh*t, we never heard of you
Any problems, flip his top like a convertible
Gotta watch my back, they tryna cut it surgical
Where the opps be at I'm servin' n*ggas dog food

[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, n*ggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, b*tch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up