Artillery
Artillery
Lil Tin
All my niggas shooter we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We don't do no standards they all filled with thirty shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
All my niggas shooters we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We don't do no standards they all filled with 30 shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
I'm a lil nigga so i keep a choppa by my side
I ain't fighting with no nigga so u bet not get out of line
Cuz got two lil boys imma treat em how I would treat mine
I was in central shooting dice u need some za come get a dime
Get money by any means ian got time to be wasting time
Niggas claim that they be outside but me a lil bro steady slidin
Catch him outside hop on feet we dump the chops and then we peel
Ion got no opps its just certain niggas that imma kill
How you claim that u a killer ain't taking risk up in the field
Got to watch who you take on a drill cuz most these niggas a squeal
They say I'm mean cause I speak my mind but i just keep it real
Smoke a wood and get activated i don't need a pill
I don't do this hit for fun it aint no joke i do it for real
We got choppas like call of duty or better yet the navy seal
All my niggas shooters we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We dont do no standards they all filled with 30 shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
Lil Tin
All my niggas shooter we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We don't do no standards they all filled with thirty shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
All my niggas shooters we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We don't do no standards they all filled with 30 shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
I'm a lil nigga so i keep a choppa by my side
I ain't fighting with no nigga so u bet not get out of line
Cuz got two lil boys imma treat em how I would treat mine
I was in central shooting dice u need some za come get a dime
Get money by any means ian got time to be wasting time
Niggas claim that they be outside but me a lil bro steady slidin
Catch him outside hop on feet we dump the chops and then we peel
Ion got no opps its just certain niggas that imma kill
How you claim that u a killer ain't taking risk up in the field
Got to watch who you take on a drill cuz most these niggas a squeal
They say I'm mean cause I speak my mind but i just keep it real
Smoke a wood and get activated i don't need a pill
I don't do this hit for fun it aint no joke i do it for real
We got choppas like call of duty or better yet the navy seal
All my niggas shooters we gone post up on his block
We got ars dracos we got macs and we got Glocks
We dont do no standards they all filled with 30 shots
We got all type of shit from green beams to red dots
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Writer(s): Tinotchy Evans
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