SHOT THA GUN - Sped Up
Coked up on a Sunday morning
It's a big party that I'm throwing
Come through if you are not boring
High as fuck off pregabalin
Diamond heels, full of sand
Tryna act so damn innocent
Then I go and sell coke
Tryna sell all of this dope
Rainy day with a thunderstorm
Smokin cigs out the window
Goin' out but it's too damn cold
Tryna buy me some Adderall
Bump into me, you'll regret it later
Gonna tear it down, bout' to make it frightful
I'll shoot my gun with a full force
Unless you get me some pure gold
Out in the ghetto, where these niggas at?
I'll shoot the gun, make you scared as hell
Imma pull the trigger
Imma pull the trigger
Bitch I shot the gun
Bitch I shot that nigger
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, u're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Got some stash from yesterday
Ain't no bitch can fuck with me
I got locals on my fucking dick
Got my cash and I'm runnin' it
Got a pack of Marlboros
Everything comes and everything goes
Can't fuck with hoes, they retarded
You're fat as hell, eat a salad
I'm on heroin on the bathroom floor
OD'ing near the door
I'm the one that wanted to party
Nibbled experience, I am counting
Out in the ghetto, where these niggas at?
I'll shoot the gun, make you scared as hell
Imma pull the trigger
Imma pull the trigger
Bitch I shot the gun
Bitch I shot that nigger
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Still coked up, shot the gun
I killed you hoe, I killed you hoe
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Still coked up, shot the gun
I killed you hoe, I killed you hoe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun
I shot the gun
I shot the gun
And you can't breathe
It's a big party that I'm throwing
Come through if you are not boring
High as fuck off pregabalin
Diamond heels, full of sand
Tryna act so damn innocent
Then I go and sell coke
Tryna sell all of this dope
Rainy day with a thunderstorm
Smokin cigs out the window
Goin' out but it's too damn cold
Tryna buy me some Adderall
Bump into me, you'll regret it later
Gonna tear it down, bout' to make it frightful
I'll shoot my gun with a full force
Unless you get me some pure gold
Out in the ghetto, where these niggas at?
I'll shoot the gun, make you scared as hell
Imma pull the trigger
Imma pull the trigger
Bitch I shot the gun
Bitch I shot that nigger
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, u're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Got some stash from yesterday
Ain't no bitch can fuck with me
I got locals on my fucking dick
Got my cash and I'm runnin' it
Got a pack of Marlboros
Everything comes and everything goes
Can't fuck with hoes, they retarded
You're fat as hell, eat a salad
I'm on heroin on the bathroom floor
OD'ing near the door
I'm the one that wanted to party
Nibbled experience, I am counting
Out in the ghetto, where these niggas at?
I'll shoot the gun, make you scared as hell
Imma pull the trigger
Imma pull the trigger
Bitch I shot the gun
Bitch I shot that nigger
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun and you can't speak
I shot the gun and now you can't breathe
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Still coked up, shot the gun
I killed you hoe, I killed you hoe
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Shot the gun, I shot the gun
Still coked up, shot the gun
I killed you hoe, I killed you hoe
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch there's no denying
Wanna fucking try me? Bitch, you're fucking lying
I shot the gun
I shot the gun
I shot the gun
And you can't breathe
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Writer(s): Jacob Jax
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