Shootaz
My shooters squeeze like mustard
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA got him!
Don't fuck with niggas, Ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the Glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it
If a nigga switch on me then fuck him
That switch on me leaving them ducking
On Twitter they talkin bout nothing
Imma hit them like metro don't trust him
Said these niggas be lame they ain't bout it
Imma aim for you brain and your logic
On your top we don't aim for your body
Make that chopper go sing they melodic
Half these niggas showed up when I got it
I was dolo wouldn't shit my pockets
Riding solo they said wouldn't popping
Your check in my photos I flexed your Deposits
I'm flexing my chains I don't tuck them
These hoes for the streets we don't love them
Got a glove for that heat like a oven
Put a price on they head it's above them
My shooters squeeze like mustard
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA got him!
Don't fuck with niggas ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the Glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it
Want beef then pick and choose
Got cheese straight pink and blues
On the beach got different views
I'm wit OG Boobie in the interviews
I'm up I'll never lose
Got too many revenues
Ask about me I'm telling you
I got clever moves that you never knew
Seen my niggas hate they start switching sides
I'm in different states crossing different lines
In a different date was living different lives
Diamonds in the face now it's different times
Mixing lean with the lemon lime
Seen the jealous eyes they was telling lies
I could smell it on them like a breathalyze
Didn't reckon I woulda recognized
My shooters squeeze like mustard
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA, got him!
Don't fuck wit niggas ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it, No fucks!
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA got him!
Don't fuck with niggas, Ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the Glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it
If a nigga switch on me then fuck him
That switch on me leaving them ducking
On Twitter they talkin bout nothing
Imma hit them like metro don't trust him
Said these niggas be lame they ain't bout it
Imma aim for you brain and your logic
On your top we don't aim for your body
Make that chopper go sing they melodic
Half these niggas showed up when I got it
I was dolo wouldn't shit my pockets
Riding solo they said wouldn't popping
Your check in my photos I flexed your Deposits
I'm flexing my chains I don't tuck them
These hoes for the streets we don't love them
Got a glove for that heat like a oven
Put a price on they head it's above them
My shooters squeeze like mustard
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA got him!
Don't fuck with niggas ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the Glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it
Want beef then pick and choose
Got cheese straight pink and blues
On the beach got different views
I'm wit OG Boobie in the interviews
I'm up I'll never lose
Got too many revenues
Ask about me I'm telling you
I got clever moves that you never knew
Seen my niggas hate they start switching sides
I'm in different states crossing different lines
In a different date was living different lives
Diamonds in the face now it's different times
Mixing lean with the lemon lime
Seen the jealous eyes they was telling lies
I could smell it on them like a breathalyze
Didn't reckon I woulda recognized
My shooters squeeze like mustard
Dirt his ass dust him
Murk his ass rush him
I heard his ass bluffing
They say they want some problems
Line them up rob them
Where Waldo at, spot him
Found him HA, got him!
Don't fuck wit niggas ruckus
Spin the block fuck it
Bust the glock buckets
Smoke his ass dutches
I'm up how you think you winning?
My cup turn me to a villain
Got it tucked it could leave you swimming
No fucks we be sliding with it, No fucks!
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Traylor
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