Shooters Lyrics – JGreen
Singer: JGreen
Title: Shooters
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
Ay, ay
Ten toes down, ten toes, ten toes down [Young n#gg# world
Ten toes down, ten, ay, ay
Young n#gg# world, shooters, shooters
We all booted up
Ay, you ain’t ’bout it, who you think you fooling
Ay, that ain’t yo pistol, you ain’t no real shooter
Ay, that ain’t yo five, another n#gg# ruger
Every n#gg# that’s around me, real shooters
My YG’s, real shooters
My OG’s, real shooters [Real shooters
Your OG’s, real coochie
Every n#gg# round me, real shooters
Born with it, that’s how I’m rocking
Belt Gucci, draws Versace
I run up on you, with the rocket
Ay, give it up, empty your pockets
Make a scene, your worst move
I spinned you once, now you tryna do
I gotta show you what that iron do
Forty with the flash, and make me come and find you [Peek a boo
Ay, you ain’t real, you a counterfeit
I’m counting money, eating steak and shrimp
Ay, and you ain’t ’bout it, keep your mouth closed
Ay, got real shooters and they on go
Ay, fresh off the porch and I’m doing dances
Serving white rice, n#gg# I stacked up my cake
If you pull it lil’ n#gg#, then you better blast it
But I know that you gon’ fold, you ain’t ’bout that action
Ay, you ain’t ’bout it, who you think you fooling
Ay, that ain’t yo pistol, you ain’t no real shooter
Ay, that ain’t yo five, another n#gg# ruger
Every n#gg# that’s around me, real shooters
My YG’s, real shooters
My OG’s, real shooters [Real shooters
Your OG’s, real coochie
Every n#gg# round me, real shooters
Boy you funny with your Kevin Hart [You make me laugh
You ain’t solid, you got no heart
I spit your top, like a pack of guards
I told her suck me ’til I lock her jaw
Lil’ Jalen flexing and I’m counting money
And I’m finessing for them blue hunnids [Finesse, finesse
I gotta eat, boy I’m always hungry
It’s Stevie Wonder, don’t see no opponents [Who is you?
Real shooters, go handle they business
Don’t need no mask, ’cause I won’t leave no witness
Boy you flagging, and I know you snitching
Boy you ain’t with it, I know you ain’t with it
And I’m still screaming free Melly [Melly
They jam my lil’ bro like some jelly [They jam
Juvy showed me after days
Showed me that some n#gg#s telling
Ran up the check, he got Skechers
Get out of line, we gon’ stretch you
Leaving me line they gone sketchy
Leaving my line they gone sketchy
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