Shooters in Paris

«We're going to skate to one song, one song only»
Ball so hard mothafuckas wanna fine me
He say he gon' slide, we ain’t going for nothing
Rush his crib, put a Drac through his covers
Shot a nigga down, he ain’t recover
Use his daughter for a shield for each other
Niggas clowns, they should be juggling
Finesse a nigga for a phone, now I’m juuging
4−4 bulldog, I’m walking down mugging
Blue tips in the gun like a blueberry muffin
Rob the plug, walk down with a stick
Four-five or the glick
Ruger or Glock, which one should I pick
Big dog, I ain’t talking no Pit
Keep a dog, I ain’t talking Mike Vick
Glock .30, and it came with a switch
Keep him, we gon' do him like Rick
Walk down and we gon' click
Twenty-one, he a snitch
Migo plug, ain’t no citizenship
Ran off on the plug just to appear like a glitch
Go to Hawaii like Lilo and Stitch
Fifty rounds make his OG flip
Regular Show so we gon' make your man skip
Heard he dead, on his grave we gon' piss
Sharpen the line, nigga, like Chick
I call my brother like «Get the mop»
Stick and the chop make him Milly Rock
Might make that lil' nigga Diddy Bop
Trigger finger got the Chicken Pox
I’m off a xan, I’m on Plymouth Rock
We do not play with them pencil props
Drac’s, Uzi’s, mini chops
Got two Glock .40's named Tick and Tock
Post on the block like a cinder block
We the reason why she miss her pops
Drum on a Glock like an engine block
Shot your mother, shot her in the heart
We don’t back door, we gon' pick the lock
My chopper singing like Victor Clark
Creep in the night like I’m Redd Foxx
We don’t back door, why should I dare knock?
Shoot a nigga 'cuz I’m so crazy
Walk down with a .380
Heard he got a kid, aim at the baby
MAC in an '08 Mercedes
My scope see in the future like That’s So Raven
I’ll shoot a nigga if I don’t get my payment
Walk down with a mask like Jason
Making plays like I’m coaching the Patriots
Yeah, yeah
Xanman, xanman
Pew, pew