47 Shots

Young Sinatra move like im a mobsta
Anyone can get it
You your sister and your partner
Tired of eating tuna tryna get my ass some lobster
Almost bought a bible but instead I bought a choppa
Anyways done with this old school flow
I need some new school hoes
A brand new rolls
See when I say lets go them boys let go
50 rounds to your head shoulder knees and toes
Rap like a monster fuck like a beast
You know im a problem when you see me in these streets
We be some gorillas these hoes they all be some freaks
These niggas be some bitches who let these hoes off a leash
Different time different story
In my own category
Niggas act like kobe but they really Robert Hory
Niggas shy from pressure but they racing to the glory
2 niggas, same hood, different story
Me walk around with my chain untuck, they respect that, real nigga born and stayed that
You, you been a hoe, you always been a bitch R&B ass nigga when 12 comes you start to sing
But that's your problem, im handling mine, trying get my mom a whip with back seats that recline
Trying get my brothers debit cards that never decline
And get my niggas in positions so forever they shine
It's my time, Verify it
Code name goliath
Put your hands on my niggas you fuck around start a riot
This shit can't deny it, 47 supplied it
Hate me a pussy nigga who claiming that he a lion
Pop Pop, I hate that
Pop Pop take that
I be swerving on these bitches like a Harden step back
Don't associate with others tell them suckas get back
And I be watching for the snakes out here trying to set traps
But fuck that im here for everything im taking it all
I want the money, the jewels, I want the art on the wall
I want the shit in the fridge im even taking the dog
Im duck taping the kids and ghost riding the car



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Writer(s): Jet Grover
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