Shots Fired

Uh, uh, yup
Shots Fired

Bitches got the game fucked up
Try to come for me, wish ya bitch better luck
You can talk all yo shit you want
Just make sure that you can back it up
I don't try to impress, or even gotta stunt
I don't care what a mufucka think & feel
I'ma do what I want and what's real
If it ain't directed, I can't respect it
Want a reaction, I might get the clapping
Give her round of applause, cause she steady acting
Bitch got a degree in straight capping
Shit also her major, she do it with a passion
I'm a big bitch when they mad
Hating on me, is so sad
I smile big cause I'm glad
Too busy getting to the bag
Bitch!

Big bitch
Big blunt, big dick
In my guts, lil lips
Can't suck, past tip
Balls knocking on the lips, asking for a lick
Then I tell him run that shit, run that shit
I love when you do the lil flip with the clit
I love that spitting, slurping, pussy squirting, nasty shit
Eating like starving, he smashing it
Think his money can bag this bitch
But it's the solid character, that can snatch me quick
Damn near snatched the wig
Need a refill cause I kicked the cup
Gone head and fill me the fuck up
Dr. Phil on a pill and he feeling good
Outta Dusse then I'll sub for the henny
I love it like forest love Jenny
Y'all think y'all fucking with me?
Not even on a bad day
I make him say how Sway?
Who, what, when, where, how
Take a guess bitch, wherever
Shit right now, whatever, with whomever
Bitch, now how that sound?

Bitches got the game fucked up
Try to come for me wish ya bitch better luck
You can talk all yo shit you want
Just make sure that you can back it up
I don't try to impress, or even gotta stunt
I don't care what a mufucka think & feel
I'ma do what I want and what's real
If it ain't directed, I can't respect
Want a reaction, I might get that clapping
Give her round applause cause she steady acting
Bitch got a degree in straight capping
Shit also her major, she do it with a passion
I'm a big bitch when they mad
Hating on me, it's so sad
I smile big cause I'm glad
Too busy getting to the bag
Bitch!

Hating on me ain't gonna make you no profit
Try to be like me, might hurt ya pockets
Better to be yourself cause shit no one else
Can do you like you can, boo
See now I don't understand you
Mufuckas who act brand new
Like did the money get you?
Or did you get the money too?
I'm confused
All I'm trying to say is what Diamond said to Ebony
Cause I know what you know
And we both know what we seen
Ain't no erasing my struggle, I'm humble
That shit may mean me
I don't know about you, but a bitch can see
Tit is what tit is like big titties
With a back problem, like shit, ooh wee
I'm learning
I'm yearning
For better earning
Cause what Americans call an honest living
Ain't too honest
Now let's be honest
Every motherfucker waiting on the next Stimmy!

Bitches got the game fucked
Try to come for me, wish ya bitch better luck
You can talk all your shit you want
Just make sure that you can back it up
I don't try to impress, I even gotta stunt
I don't care what a mufucka think & feel
I'ma do what I want and what's real
If it ain't directed, I can't respect it
Want a reaction, I might get to clapping
Give her round applause cause she steady acting
Bitch got the degree in straight capping
Shit also a major, she do it with a passion
I'm a big bitch when they mad
Hating on me, is so sad
I smile big cause I'm glad
Too busy getting to the bag
Bitch!



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Writer(s): Dierre Smith
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