Shooters on Shooters

Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters, Uzi Uzi with the Ruger
I’m not no hooper, my side man, he a shooter
Bitch, he keep a Cobra, he move in, knock your top off
Mad gun with the drop off
Hop in the Lamb, no chop it off
Kick your head like a Soccerball, talkin shit, well you’re not now
It like clockwork when we clock in
When you clock out, your rock slow
Chop a nigga from his ankels, playing toe tag with a Mistletoe
Christmas day, you goin miss that day, ain’t no presents in that grave, hoe
J Bands!
Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters on shooters
Usually don’t do this, but I got the facts to prove this
Kickin in doors, 18 years old, number 1 song on the chart list
They used to say no for the dark pits, now I say bitch, go park this
And I check the tag when I purchase, just bought a brand new fortress
I keep both tacktals with me, fuck with Lil Boat, that’s ratical
Made that money, jeweller got me shining, covered in the gold and the diamonds
Went from a 0 to a teenage hero, got that Glock in my sock, I been walking with
Nero
I hit the bank and deposit them riches
Just fucked a stripper and 2 other bitches
Lil Boat!
Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters, shooters on shooters
Shooters on shooters on shooters