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187 collective - 19 shots lyrics

[verse 1: badkidmizu]
b+tch i’m splashing the water like percy
she hitting my phone when she thirsty
cus mizu a got drip and he shoot about 30
diamonds cold like i made a mcflurry
beat the case i don’t need an attorney
19 shots now that boy’s in a [?]
hide out in your bush cause i’m pervy
she wanna f+ck now but last year that b+tch curvy
back of high school they used to make fun of me
stealing the drips so i call him a son to me
b+tch, you get kicked? soccer. penalty
let the [?] i don’t have the energy
fifth grade, i used to trap on the playground
bk’s 187, don’t play around
houseway, shoot in the morning, no rebound
catch the boy like a 4 5, that’s a shake down
the chopper kick back more than sat+rday night
only blue faces on me, yeah i
i’m saving the day, keep a cape like i’m ike
met her in detroit, i smash like omani
i yell on the beat and i’m not even mad
i like me a b+tch that can give me some attitude
pack came in, got me on a new altitude
you can run up kid, pop like an intertube
i’m an invader, my name is [?]
the chopper will bust out on her or him
you stay with a rat like your first name was kim
ten [?] not buffalo
h+llo, puerto rican mellow yellow
you not my bro n+gga, you not a fellow
pow choppers you hear the bellows
stick on my side like i walk with a jello
[verse 2: odiato]
four shooters, a tie and a j+panese
glocks stay tucked cuz we stay [?]
if you an opp, safety is not guaranteed
[?] on my face it look like mandarin
i get high, lose conversations
she give me head like she contemplating
but it ain’t nothing to pull up a blank sheet
eating her p+ssy, i’m under the blanket
drip mode and [?]
but we finna answer the violence
we gon play their ass like a violin
we out here, my shoes be wildin
80 bullets for the foe
that’s my city for you hoes
don’t got guns, we throw them blows
you’re on the block, we down the road

[verse 3: 99zed]
i’m with my foreign shooters
ridin dirty in the civic
pressure pack up in the wood
my head be bustin out my [?]
run it back, we smokin ouy the pack
i be poppin percocet like sh+ggy with the scooby snacks
faygo was dirty with molly and actavis
i got your girlfriend, she spreadin’ on my [?]
call me [?] and i don’t see why [?]
i’m posted up my block with the baddest b+tch
isolate myself cause i don’t f+ck with anybody
and i won’t be satisfied until i’m counting up my money
[outro: ?]
fifth grade, i used to trap on the playground
bk’s 187, don’t play around
houseway, shoot in the morning, no rebound
catch the boy like a 4 5, that’s a shake down
fifth grade, i used to trap on the playground
bk’s 187, don’t play around
houseway, shoot in the morning, no rebound
catch the boy like a 4 5, that’s a shake down

- 187 collective lyrics

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