SHOOTA lyrics

(Intro)
*Police sirens wailing*
Aye, PlayThatBoiZay, yuh

(Verse 1)
I rock Jordans, Nikes
[?] with my sauce up
Always got my watch up
Trippin', what are you on?
Pimpin' with my new jawn
Pull up, turn yo' b*tch up
You know how you [?]
Your music come on [?]
Higher, ganja, flyer than a dead man
Leanin' like a kickstand
Totin' Smith & Wesson
Eatin', I ain't stressin'
Flexin' and finessin'
[?] dead man
Hundred on my left hand

(Chorus)
b*tch, I'm juggin' sh*t like Sly Cooper, trooper
How I'm feelin' with this big Ruger, shooter
Boy, you actin' like a whole blooper, loser
I can't save these hoes, I'm not super, [?]
b*tch, I'm juggin' sh*t like Sly Cooper, trooper
How I'm feelin' with this big Ruger, shooter
Boy, you actin' like a wholе blooper, loser
I can't save thеse hoes, I'm not super, [?]
(Bridge)
[?]
There go 12, aye bruh
We need a backup, bro, pull up
A'ight, I got you right
Slatt!
b*tch, aye, yuh, aye, yuh

(Verse 2)
Wait, yuh, bag that
Yeah, I gotta sell that
Sippin', you can't smell that
[?] where the stash at
Flipped them like the acrobats
One hustlin' ass Democrat
Prepare for the combat
Try me, I'm gon' [?]
Finer, fly sh*t, yeah, you know I got it
Hundreds in my pocket
Designer on my wallet
I like it then I cop it
I'm loyal, I'm too solid
Drippin' like a faucet
TK in my closet
f*ck you, f*ck you, I only wanna f*ck you
Won't kiss you, I can't hug you
Please, don't get too comfortable
After I bust, I'm leavin' you
I'm married to them Benjis
Good pus*y be my enemies
Feelin' good like remedies
Off a perc and you know my n*ggas all buzzin' like some bumblebees
Move weight, call me Hercules
She want me 'cause she smell the [?]
Higher than most balconies
Anything that I touch gold, alchemies
f*ck anybody who's doubtin' me
Nowadays nobody proud of me
Workin' like a faculty
I f*ck with you if you ever smoked loud with me
Cooler than my diamonds
She listenin' to me like [?]
My new b*tch enjoy violence
[?]
She open wide, I'm divin' in
She say she like the way young n*gga run it up, run it up
Get that sh*t by any means
Run it up, run it up
Money blue, can't f*ck with greens
Run it up, run it up
On my sh*t, I'm a money fiend
Run it up, run it up (Slatt!)
(Chorus)
b*tch, I'm juggin' sh*t like Sly Cooper, trooper
How I'm feelin' with this big Ruger, shooter
Boy, you actin' like a whole blooper, loser
I can't save these hoes, I'm not super, [?]

(Outro)
Sly Cooper, trooper
How I'm feelin' with this big Ruger, shooter
Boy, you actin' like a whole blooper, loser
I can't save these hoes, I'm-