Who Shot You?
Who the fuck shot ya man I don't know don't ask me
I was somewhere coolin', lampin' in that backseat
Me and rackiez we was ridin two deep
We treat opps like beds tryna put 'em under sheets
Who the fuck shot ya man I don't know next question
I know he got shot and he lived that's impressive
I heard he got they put his stupid ass on Reddit
Where the fuck his weapon? he ain't have in his possession
Woah woah, he must ain't know
Oh you want a bag? I'd get it, get the lo
He ont wanna slide they hit his man he let it go
Switches goin' off I might shave a nigga frow
I know you got some wreck man that was four years ago
F.Cs keep spinnin just like a cheerio
They be sending niggas up leaving nxggas aerial
G-Lock ten milly it ont' got a serial
Nigga writing rhymes not the same as doing crimes
Niggas getting shot now they screaming for they mom
We make niggas fly clapstarz airlines
That's another B we gone put him ima shrine
Why you ont' know how to work a switch the shit easy
Tap it one time niggas dancing Chris breezy
We ont' give a fuck about a name Swiss cheese em
Bro tryna claim all the bodies he greedy
Shoot shots, I'm Shai, get shot he shocked
Big ass pump knock him out his knee socks
How you get up on em? I was in a niqab
Yea, How you get up on em? I was in a niqab
Five-O blowout still you bet not throw a flag boy
Yea he seen that "Fltttt" and I ain't talking bout a flash boy
Get up close and do his ass worser than that last boy
F.Cs box you in they the comcast boyz
That's a two for one see em get em spot em got em
He got hit wit heat but he a bitch now he a hottie
He was already DOA they picked him up he was a zombie
This a brand new strain what it's called?
Biscotti Gotti
Just cause' you in the house it don't really mean you safe
Flip the switch on him and make his ass disintegrate
Dirty ass inside a platter he ont' go on dinner plates
Rapping bout some shit you did years ago it been erased
Fifty ninth and ghostland aint nobody out there
Looking for that one nigga I can't find em out there
Walk to the store I dare a nigga go and volunteer
Everytime we get a lo' you know that we slid in' there
Lil bro ranked he tryna get reranked
Hop out fry 'em' wit that "Flttttt" cremate
We been jumping outta cars bro you late
Hop out chase his monkey ass down in that bape
Nigga try run from this bean no way
Nigga try outrun a switch ok
I was somewhere coolin', lampin' in that backseat
Me and rackiez we was ridin two deep
We treat opps like beds tryna put 'em under sheets
Who the fuck shot ya man I don't know next question
I know he got shot and he lived that's impressive
I heard he got they put his stupid ass on Reddit
Where the fuck his weapon? he ain't have in his possession
Woah woah, he must ain't know
Oh you want a bag? I'd get it, get the lo
He ont wanna slide they hit his man he let it go
Switches goin' off I might shave a nigga frow
I know you got some wreck man that was four years ago
F.Cs keep spinnin just like a cheerio
They be sending niggas up leaving nxggas aerial
G-Lock ten milly it ont' got a serial
Nigga writing rhymes not the same as doing crimes
Niggas getting shot now they screaming for they mom
We make niggas fly clapstarz airlines
That's another B we gone put him ima shrine
Why you ont' know how to work a switch the shit easy
Tap it one time niggas dancing Chris breezy
We ont' give a fuck about a name Swiss cheese em
Bro tryna claim all the bodies he greedy
Shoot shots, I'm Shai, get shot he shocked
Big ass pump knock him out his knee socks
How you get up on em? I was in a niqab
Yea, How you get up on em? I was in a niqab
Five-O blowout still you bet not throw a flag boy
Yea he seen that "Fltttt" and I ain't talking bout a flash boy
Get up close and do his ass worser than that last boy
F.Cs box you in they the comcast boyz
That's a two for one see em get em spot em got em
He got hit wit heat but he a bitch now he a hottie
He was already DOA they picked him up he was a zombie
This a brand new strain what it's called?
Biscotti Gotti
Just cause' you in the house it don't really mean you safe
Flip the switch on him and make his ass disintegrate
Dirty ass inside a platter he ont' go on dinner plates
Rapping bout some shit you did years ago it been erased
Fifty ninth and ghostland aint nobody out there
Looking for that one nigga I can't find em out there
Walk to the store I dare a nigga go and volunteer
Everytime we get a lo' you know that we slid in' there
Lil bro ranked he tryna get reranked
Hop out fry 'em' wit that "Flttttt" cremate
We been jumping outta cars bro you late
Hop out chase his monkey ass down in that bape
Nigga try run from this bean no way
Nigga try outrun a switch ok
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