Shoot at the Cops lyrics

by

Young Thug


[Verse 1]
Got a brand new car (Brand new car)
Got a giant cigar (Giant cigar)
Got a ho, she a star (Oh, woah)
Got some n*ggas doin' bars (n*ggas doin’ bars)
Got some n*ggas behind bars (Got some n*ggas locked up)
Take care behind bars (Swear, on God)
Spend a whole hundred large (Real racks)
I'm tryna give my bro a pill (Jeffery)
I'm tryna get a bigger deal (Oh, Jeffery)
I’m tryna get a bigger meal (Jeffery)
I'm tryna get big as a whale (Oh, yeah)
I'm 'bout to stay away from jail (Jeffery)
I'm 'bout to stay away from poor ass n*ggas on the come up
Moving like snails (Jeffery)
Hell yeah, n*gga, yeah (Oh, Jeffery)
I'm 'bout to get up out the streets (Get up out the streets)
I’m ’bout to get up out the heat ('Bout to get up out the heat)
I’m 'bout to get inside the AC ('Bout to get inside the AC)
I got a pool and it's deep (Got a pool and it’s deep)
I'm tryna get away from hoes (Get away from hoes)
I'm tryna stay away from clothes (Oh, oh)
I'm tryna stay away from lean, molly, drugs
And stack up me some dough (Stack up me some stacks)
I'm so tired (So tired, I'm tired)
I'm 'bout to stay away from tribes (Okay)
I'm 'bout to stay away from guys (Stay away from guys)
I'm 'bout to stay away from lies (Stay away from lies)
I'm standing away from cloud 9 (Oh my god)
I don't wan' be high (I don't wan' be high)
You can have that b*tch, n*gga (Why?)
I don't want her to be mines (Hell nah)
Your boxers Calvin Klein (Boxers Calvin Klein)
Last week you was just fine (Uh)
Yesterday I had on some gators (What?)
Looking like I'm still in '99 (Woo)
Looking like my Uncle in his prime (Okay)
I was taught to never drop a dime (Okay)
I was taught to never do the crime (Okay)
If you ain't tryna do that time (Okay)
[Pre-Chorus]
Heard that n*gga be drippin' (Ayy)
Every day
Heard that n*gga be gettin' his (Ayy)
Every day
I know homie pimpin' (Ayy)
Every day
I know, homie, I know (Ayy), I know, hey

[Chorus]
I just wanna drop my top (Drop my top)
I just wanna wet a n*gga block (Wet a n*gga block)
I'm just banging red (Red)
b*tch, I'm banging red sox (Sox)
No, I can't stop (No, I can't stop)
Ho, call the cops (Call the cops)
We shootin' at the opps (Shoot at the opps)
f*ck around and shoot at the cops (Pew-pew-pew, blatt)

[Verse 2]
Gum drop my ears (Gum drop my ears)
Let her drive if she real (Skrt, skrt)
Let her package a sealy (Package a sealy)
Got on the Richard Millie (What?!)
I'm changing your living (I'm changing your living)
I bought me some marbles
I'm 'bout to deck out your kitchen (f*ck is you doin'?)
I'm bought to do something the realest (f*ck is you doin'?)
I'm bought to do something the illest (Woo)
The illest I could do
I had to cook up a chicken (Woo, woo)
And front it all to you (Ayy)
She looking, she dig it (I see you)
Like a tool, woah (Ayy)
Keys to the city (Like who?)
Nip', what it do? Woah (Okay)
I just might egg the basket (Egg)
I drink the red if it's plastic (Red)
Cause I gotta load of the Ac' (Ac')
I'ma drink that and pour out the yak (Lean, lean, lean)
Speaking of yak (What?)
b*tch, free the Slatt (Slatt)
b*tch, free the GOAT (Roscoe)
RIP Troup from Ol' Nat' (Woo!)
I cop me a foreign (Skrrt)
Believe that it's running (Skrrt)
Do everything under the sun (Okay)
You gotta disguise to your sons (Ayy)
I'ma go grip on her buns (Ayy)
She said she wanna go to Dubai and have her some fun (And what?)
Treat like she the one (Woah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Heard that n*gga be drippin'
Every day
Heard that n*gga be gettin' his
Every day
I know homie pimpin'
Every day
I know, homie, I know, I know, hey

[Chorus]
I just wanna drop my top
I just wanna wet a n*gga block
I'm just banging red
b*tch, I'm banging red sox
No, I can't stop
Ho, call the cops
We shootin' at the opps
f*ck around and shoot at the cops (Blatt)
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