Where They At

(Shuriken)

They be like, "Where all the killers?" (Where?)
Shit, I'm where they at (shit, I'm where they at)
They be like, "They outside" (where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (they dead)
I swear, it's a fact (I swear, it's a fact)
Nigga, don't play with me (uh)
'Cause I get 'em whacked (boom)

Blick, baow (baow), I got this blood on me (I got this blood on me)
Please don't run up on me (please don't do that)
This Glock got a cooling kit
Eyes on my pointer, I know who to hit
Bitch, you know I'm on point, I don't do attempts (I don't do that)
Nigga, all of my houses got cameras on it
I got shooters inside, that's family, homie (that's family)

I ain't gon' pick and choose (uh-uh), most of these rappers untold
Bitches can't play, like I ain't have nothin' to lose
I was outside in that cold (ay), sellin' that dog food (ay-ay)
You don't know nothin' 'bout the hustle
You don't know nothin' 'bout the struggle

I was outside, 15 with a Carti
I was in the store low, just me and my brother
Tragic, last out, boy, this shit can get ugly (this shit can get ugly)
Hoes be sayin' I'm sexy (yo)
But this shit can get ugly (this shit can get ugly)

Beamer, next for my sexy (uh-uh)
'Cause we don't like nothin' (we don't like nothin')
Rob these niggas on sight (I get 'em)
Bitch, we'll spend nothin', it's wisdom (we don't spend shit)
Hoes be sayin' I'm sexy (uh-uh), but this shit can get ugly fast

Hoes be settin' these niggas up, bitch, don't play, I'll put a bitch up
Bitch, I don't think with my dick, I go with my move
If I send somethin', you can get stuck (ay, what a bang)
Y'all know the way around town
Bitch, you know how I get down
Every Glock here got extensions (here got extensions)
Please don't put me on mentions (put me on mentions)
Lil' bitty next nigga missing (gang)

They be like, "Where all the killers?" (Where?)
Shit, I'm where they at (shit, I'm where they at)
They be like, "They outside" (where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (they dead)
I swear, it's a fact (I swear, it's a fact)
Nigga, don't play with me (uh)
'Cause I get 'em whacked (boom)

It's mud, in the soda (soda)
This shit got me leanin' over (this shit got me leanin' over)
When the beef is over (it's over)
This shit ain't gon' be never over (this shit ain't gon' be never)
I know this old thottie (what?)
And she rock Fashion Nova (she rock Fashion Nova)

Nigga, act fresh off the lot (hmm)
And it's already paid for (it's already paid for)
Police gettin' paid off violence (what?)
They be runnin' that paper up (they be runnin' that paper up)
Keep that pussy in your pocket (I'll keep it)
They ain't in our pay form (they ain't in our pay form)

That weak-ass case, I got him a lawyer (what?)
I ain't even have to pay much (I ain't even have to pay much)
And take much room, he asked for his lawyer (ha-ha)
He ain't even have to say much (he ain't even have to say it)

Nigga, better think twice
Check my resume 'fore a nigga play with me ('fore a nigga play)
See I can go R and B (R and B)
But I keep a K on me (but, I keep this K on me)
Give a bitch ten-minute dick (like, ten)
So, she can not stay with me (she can not stay)
Bitch, ain't no room, ain't no way (no room)
This Drac' gotta lay with me (this Drac' gotta lay with me)

They be like, "Where all the killers?" (Where?)
Shit, I'm where they at (shit, I'm where they at)
They be like, "They outside" (where?)
Shit, where they at? (Shit, where they at?)
Damn, them niggas dead (they dead)
I swear, it's a fact (I swear, it's a fact)
Nigga, don't play with me (uh)
'Cause I get 'em whacked (boom)

(Shuriken)



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Writer(s): Keyanta Bullard, Rojbin Ozpolat
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