Keep My Shooter Close lyrics

[Intro]
(Moses motherf*ckin' landed, man)
Gang, baow
Goddamn, these VVs poppin', man
Yeah
Keep my shooter close, east or west (How the f*ck you say your name, lil' twin?)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Keep my shooter close, east or west 'cause I know n*ggas be leechin'
Damn, these VVs poppin', bezel worth a dub, gotta tuck this GG
Front two eyes might be low, but my back one open, don't think I'm geekin'
Play sh*t like it's slick, better lactose all your sticks, we gon' come through cheesin'
Get out my body, bring out my beam, I drop me a hundred, f*ck n*gga, you don't wanna see it
Try and chill, but can't help to pop my sh*t, won't nеver let 'em think I'm griеvin'
Why this n*gga keep kissin' his ho in the mouth like he don't know we G'd her?
Why your b*tch keep comin' and f*ckin' with me and sayin' that you don't feed her?

[Verse]
Broke n*gga, I got old bills, I'm talkin' 'bout old figures
I can bring out my old watch, they still gon' hit, go figure
I heard that you stuck, you ain't got nothin' but a blick, poor killer
Ho f*ck up, then she don't got no n*gga, outside GloRilla
PCF 4E, b*tch, I'm a peso member
n*gga say he get more pape' than us, he's a pretender
n*ggas keep on droppin' salt on Key like I'm gon' feel hurt
Best believe, I get your b*tch on cam, then I'm gon' film her
If you know, you know, bad b*tch love fly n*ggas the most
Shootout fifty for real, for surely, we can do this sh*t all day, no reloadin'
Boy, you funny as f*ck, he say he dress better than me, he must be trollin'
Still can't believe lil' bro popped doggy on IG, know he still owe me
12 keep takin' all my guns, I'm still sticked up like a controller
Young finesser makin' mozzarella off a Motorola
Every time these n*ggas diss, it seem like I been gettin' richer
Pop out flat-back on that brr, it's wet as f*ck, let's bathe a n*gga
[Chorus]
Keep my shooter close, east or west 'cause I know n*ggas be leechin'
Damn, these VVs poppin', bezel worth a dub, gotta tuck this GG
Front two eyes might be low, but my back one open, don't think I'm geekin'
Play sh*t like it's slick, better lactose all your sticks, we gon' come through cheesin'
Get out my body, bring out my beam, I drop me a hundred, f*ck n*gga, you don't wanna see it
Try and chill, but can't help to pop my sh*t, won't never let 'em think I'm grievin'
Why this n*gga keep kissin' his ho in the mouth like he don't know we G'd her?
Why your b*tch keep comin' and f*ckin' with me and sayin' that you don't feed her?