50 Shots Out the Fin

Christmas day I don't want shit I just bought a new glock
Think I'm Tim Allen sliding in that foreign coupe with the toolbox
You can stash up 20 nigga put them hundreds in a shoe box
Heard that power bring pain so we buying switches for the new opps
Action calling think they special still weigh the same no extras
We can break the thing down we got bank accounts we got new methods
50 shots out the finball if he move wrong folks stretch em
Te-te calling me like Dexter and I ain't even get text her

Passing up on the basic bitches like a gutter bitch from the trenches
Hell naw I ain't Titty boy but it's titty's shole on them glizzy's
Trying to catch a rap nigga telling on bodies lying to the city
Imma introvert I don't fuck with niggas but you know we got plenty
Fuck 12 we get busy certified with this tipping aye
Seen a 100 in the kitchen make a nigga get to twitching aye
I'm smoking Runtz lean all in my body too many prescriptions aye
Drug residue on top of my stove bitch know how I'm living aye
Landlord tired of these calls we serving his tenants aye
Told lil folks if he gonna be wit it stand on your business aye
Big mail busting out of my denims came from serving aye
50 shots aiming at his white tee turn a nigga burgundy

Christmas day I don't want shit I just bought a new glock
Think I'm Tim Allen sliding in that foreign coupe with the toolbox
You can stash up 20 nigga put them hundreds in a shoe box
Heard that power bring pain so we buying switches for the new opps
Action calling think they special still weigh the same no extras
We can break the thing down we got bank accounts we got new methods
50 shots out the finball if he move wrong folks stretch em
Te-te calling me like Dexter and I ain't even get text her



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Writer(s): Terrance Fisher
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