Shooter (feat. Jacquees)
Chill out, man, don't worry about that
Don't worry about it, ain't no safety
D.A got that
Girl, don't make no mistake
Round after round, demonstrate
Pull it back then aim straight
You Aline, you can be my centerfold,
Do a double-take
Bulletproof never breaks
Ridin' up and down the interstate
You alone, you can be my shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
You alone, you can be my shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
You alone, you can be my
She'll let me put a .30 in her Birkin
I don't like it pokin' on me when i'm workin'
I know you'll shoot it for me like you persian
Bust it back, i rather keep it on my person
Pull off from the dealership after purchases
Bumpin' swervo, you know me, learnin' 'em
Never rode waves, but i be surfin' in it
Benz truck, foreign, she look perfect in it
Big cribs, we can fuck all in the closet
Damn, you don't think you got enough purses in it
I got a lot of cake,bail out of verses, spit it
If they come for my respect, got a hearse for niggas
Pussies like profanity, it'll curse some niggas
Value my sanity, i ain't a perfect niggas
But you don't take me for granted get a worser nigga
Don't worry about it, ain't no safety
D.A got that
Girl, don't make no mistake
Round after round, demonstrate
Pull it back then aim straight
You Aline, you can be my centerfold,
Do a double-take
Bulletproof never breaks
Ridin' up and down the interstate
You alone, you can be my shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
You alone, you can be my shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
You alone, you can be my
She'll let me put a .30 in her Birkin
I don't like it pokin' on me when i'm workin'
I know you'll shoot it for me like you persian
Bust it back, i rather keep it on my person
Pull off from the dealership after purchases
Bumpin' swervo, you know me, learnin' 'em
Never rode waves, but i be surfin' in it
Benz truck, foreign, she look perfect in it
Big cribs, we can fuck all in the closet
Damn, you don't think you got enough purses in it
I got a lot of cake,bail out of verses, spit it
If they come for my respect, got a hearse for niggas
Pussies like profanity, it'll curse some niggas
Value my sanity, i ain't a perfect niggas
But you don't take me for granted get a worser nigga
Credits
Writer(s): David L Doman, Rodriguez Broadnax, Donald Christopher Mccann Jr, Herbert Randall Wright, Mikkel Nance, Yaroslav Y Blyudoy
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