Shoot!

Fucked up my hook
Let me get this shit right, yall know who I am (Yeah)
Ya'll know the vibes
Shoot Shoot
Yeah, check me out

Me and my bro's finna get mine
I been practicing, practicing in my free time
Moving forward I'm never going in rewind
Guess you niggas gotta get used to seeing my behind
In the meantime
Least the tree fye
So the team high
3 Or 4 of us matching it for the clean vibes
Whenever we fly
Come together collab and make sure the beat ride
Run it three times, we write to peace sign
Trilla T Skye, His rhymes complete mine
Go little mama go, shake for the team I
Know you want somebody who gone support ya dreams right
Nigga that's dead
We want the bread
Off with ya head top Fuck what ya said
I make the bed rock bitch we the best
Said what I said, don't speak on the team hoe Zeno up next

Niggas acting buddy buddy for that price tag
Hold up wait a minute let me get in my bag
Niggas going out like bitches and that's quite sad
I'll son his ass and leave him just like my dad
I guess the Apple don't fall too far from the tree
He's too busy eating pussy but you are what you eat
I'm too busy having visions of chasing my dreams
Catch me posted outside probably hanging with some feens
Every bro not yo brother
Bitches lying under the covers
Fuck a nigga just for the bundles always the topic of discussion
Heard she used to fuck on my cousin
Pussy popping, yeah she married to hundreds
That stripping money don't be doing her nothing
Her momma mad cuz she know what she doin
Late nights never know where she going
The fast type, yeah I know what you doing
Hit my phone to fix your bolts, bitch I already know who you screwing
I peep game

I peep game he's lame
Ion fuck around with weak dames, need brain
A bitty with some intellect you know that I'm in to that
Visions in my head, I see thangs need change, Keep sane (Hey)
Everybody psychotic
When it come to flows niggas know that I got it
Nigga this a Picture moment
Pen hit yha dome and now you on a stand just tri-pod'd
I got it
Nigga I can flip a word like skate boards
Kick the verbs, they pay for it
This dick in her, just wait for it
She got a bitch and a nigga, they finna debate for it
Just past the hoe
I call that nigga Chris Paul
9 Niggas hit em now that niggas pissed off
Let my nigga Quay Miller get his shit off
My nigga coming sick like a kid with a cough

Here you go with that rah rah shit
You fuck a Uber then catch that Lyft
Like this fade you gon' catch my drift
I don't ball but I catch assists
When I roll, she an ass, then she hit the spliff
You timid like a pacifist, i'll pass a fist to let em' all know I ain't having it
You a saddened kid
Got these jewels on my neck, I don't really mean to brag but I 'll bag ya bitch
Now Skizzy out getting buckets
Sorta like Melo in his prime with the nuggets
Everybody jocking, want to know what I be on,
And I'm rolling juicy jays, and that Henny hitting strong
Got Slums in the back with my nigga Zeno
Bitches know me now, my bank account got zeroes (Zeroes)
Ain't no saving hoes like a hero
Baddest in the game since Chad Ochocinco

Shoot shoot
Jumping with the crew
Who you
Stepping to the group like
You cool
We don't fuck with you
Tell they ass again
We don't fuck with you like
Shoot shoot
Jumping with the crew
Who you
Stepping to the group like
You cool
We don't fuck with you
Tell they ass again
We don't fuck with you like

Off with ya head Nigga
You ain't never gettin money ima bread winner
Skipping tracks you forgot what I said Nigga
Throw a track on it's a lock when the meds hit em
Member when a Nigga doing shows, niggas scared gotta back it up
It's a fact that you cap say you rap enough
Know it's Redeye plus I got the slums on the backside
Now ya head rockin with the drums Nigga that's right

Shoot Shoot
Lil mama going boo coo
Yeah yeah I got the cudi she was new new
Ooh ooh
Dick gotta her coo coo for coco puffs
Calling my phone, I could give a fuck
I thought we was friends
An you was just you giving me benefits
Now you want more, I can't give you this
I'm with my niggas we just had a
Shoot shoot
Jumping with the crew
Who you
Step into the group like
You cool
We don't fuck with you
Tell they ass again like
We don't fuck with you like (We don't fuck with you like)
We don't fuck with you like



Credits
Writer(s): Titus Barclift
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