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alpha mason - shootout lyrics

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[verse 1: alpha mason]
i neeed more ends like a gringo
split endsss, cause the government a nympho
getting f-cked all out of pocket
a hour of time is really $8?
man f-ck that sh-t, peep my collar
ima pop that b-tch like a new hollow
in the club with all my n-ggas straight wildin’ out
n-gga holla, holla
in the bay with trees around me
trees all surrounding
like surround sound, oh so surrounded
by loud, loud like a copper siren
siren always opted when the heads more darkish
chocolate chocolate got a chocolate jawn
can’t treat like moshpits
ain’t no running circles
crazy girl claim she birthed from islands
barbados where she wanna take me sooooon
hotel reservations ohh
guapo, guapo everything so new
carrots, carrots like grandma soup
magic, magic b-tch rabbit poof
one with the wind
off of this flow ‘for it even begin
n-ggas be rapping like they be in sync
blah blah blah, that sh-t is so weak
do ya capesh
you boring me g
stay in your league
f-ck you mean?
one line k!ll your whole rap, thats a life sentence
-been putting in work n-gga ya goin make a n-gga start showing effort.-

[hook: alpha mason]
fueled up like a pitstop
no gas here, this ain’t pitstops
like wet clothes you get ranged out
i could show what them thangs bout
got them running like n-gga
f-ck dat
if i’m taking shots better bust back
bust back like a black man in the civil rights era
ain’t sh-t about this man
civil, right n-ggaaaaa??

[verse 2: alpha mason]
if she a l1cker i could be her chaser
steady chasing, always caked up like a lady star
pounds of cake like celeb makeup
pounds of it, what that cake made of?
yeast baby, all them d-mn buns
games on games she never playing that, she always throw it back like we playing sega
out of date?
nope never, expirations invalid my n-gga
pure k!lla for the big screen a f-cking fisher, like rah digga
such a halo how im over heads
other rappers they like the holy mec
saudi, oh so saudi
where the garbage man?
you garbage fam
& just like garbage fam, ima forget your -ss
no second thought to dismiss that -ss
see me i’ll dismiss some -ss
never diss and then miss some -ss
im so done with these b-tch n-ggas
vetta j, whey crystal at?

[outro: alpha mason]
stop it stop it
i bend the body
i been the i been the best
sh-t talk about it
it feel so homie
i ain’t lying
i’m on it
im on another level homie



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