don’t get shot lyrics

by

funeral



[Intro]
Damn

[Verse 1]
Lil' b*tch, it's up, yuh
What you tryna front? Yuh
Get yo' ass up out my house before I grab that gun
See the police, you don't run
You got a minute, you better start running
'Cause if I pull up, you know I'm up to something
I see that lil' b*tch and my choppa start jumping
I see that lil' b*tch and my shotty start pumping
I see that lil' f*cker, I'm shooting this sh*t up
He f*ck around, get his wrist cut
Put a band on his head, I'm a rich f*ck
I get one to the spine, leave his ass stuck

[Chorus]
Yuh, ayy, don't get shot, yuh, let his body rot, okay
Mama seen I caught another body, don't know what to say
Yuh, ayy, don't get shot, yuh, let his body rot, okay
Mama seen I caught another body, don't know what to say

[Verse 2]
Wait, don't call 12, yuh, I can't do no cell, yuh
Call them f*cking pigs and I might send they ass to Hell, yeah
You know I'm for real, yuh, please don't tell, yuh
I might kill myself to see some bad b*tches in hell, yuh
Can't rest in pеace, know his b*tch finna rest with me
b*tch won't stop tеxting me
My enemy, no recipe to ending me
What the f*ck is she sending me?
b*tch, f*ck 12, not ending me
f*ck 12, no friend of me
He talk with the jakes and he think he still gon' be friends with me?
[Chorus]
Yuh, ayy, don't get shot, yuh, let his body rot, okay
Mama seen I caught another body, don't know what to say
Yuh, ayy, don't get shot, yuh, let his body rot, okay
Mama seen I caught another body, don't know what to say
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