Shots

Shooting shots lately, uh
'Bout to get off, before froze up, yeah, yeah
It's not like it's easy
My plans might change, I see her up I say

Pero que tu hace' mama?
Take you on space, might not be your goal
Ayy, it's not coming off
Give it some shots, she ready for show, ayy

Not too dizzy
Clueless on time, no kidding
Savage head on, that's easy
So much, 'bout to feel queasy

Ballin' this time, so bring it (Bring it)
Doubling the bet feel risky (Risky)
Caught her on 10 not leaving (Ayy)
No going back fuck no speeding

Ayy, No stop the game mode yet, yeah
We calling no shit for gains
Champs with campaign got rings
One day: "The Icy Golden Gang"
Flying on stellar motion
Cure with magic potion
Now I can't hear the exhaustion
Warning, move on with caution

Shooting shots lately, uh
'Bout to get off, before froze up, yeah, yeah
It's not like it's easy
My plans might change, I see her up, I say

Pero que tu hace' mama?
Take you on space, might not be your goal
Ayy, it's not coming off
Give it some shots she ready for show (Ayy)

For show, for show, for show, for show, for show

Yeah
Yeah, they be saying go get on the line, yeah
I found a space bigger than the sky, yeah (Found it)
I caught her on space, we travel around, yeah (Ayy)
Playing is a dream, reality is far, yeah (One, two, three)

Sit down tell you a story, way better than feeling sorry
Inside there wasn't much glory (Yeah)
But yet it appeared right before me
Pretending I didn't choose wrongly (Ayy)
There wasn't much fog, but clearly I saw it

Shooting shots, I mean words to the shawties at the scope, ayy
Feeling great been alone, for myself always fought (Always fought)
Like one in, other out, you might think that I am proud
But bitch I'm out, out

Seems like there's a new beginning (New beginning)
Working on myself and the goals I'm reaching (Reaching)
Thought I heard I thing, but there's no sound in it (Yeah, yeah)
Caution on the shots we pitching, yeah
Hm
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah



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Writer(s): Juan Chacon
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