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babystaydown - shoota lyrics

[chorus]
in this bih’ with a lot of shooters (ayy, what these n+ggas on soulja?, glrrt, glrrt, glrrt), yeah, yeah
in the ‘yo with a lot of shooters (blrrt, blrrt, blrrt, blrrt)
in this bih’ with a lot of shooters (boop+boop+boop, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i just mob with a lot of shooters
get money, get high, take flight, f+ck b+tches with all my shooters
box in that glock, it’s a whole lot of shots if you f+ck with my shooter
i put ice inside my cup, poured up my shooter
poppin’ these percs, i’ma split a half with my shooter

[verse]
it’s a lot of b+tches i done met
i just want the ho for the head
you know this sh+t gon’ cost you, you wan’ be the boss? then you gotta pay it
slime that boy with that hunnid round choppa, these n+ggas, they know how we play (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, blrrt)
these n+ggas know i’m no ho, push up on that boy ’bout that sh+t he had said
my b+tch come with another b+tch but i ain’t even trippin’, i know how to play it
i just bought me another bl!ck and it came with a switch, a n+gga ready to spray (blrrt, blrrt)
fully arp, this bih’ take lives, they know a young bangin’ the 5ive
draco be claimin’ that hit when we slide, yeah (it do)
i put this d+ck in her spine, she want a young n+gga to hit from behind (what? what?)
we got bags, we got bags, let me know what kinds you like
srt, motherf+cker geeked up, hit the gas, this b+tch gon’ whine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
and i’m so motherf+ckin’ geeked up, i done poured so many lines
hey, i’m cold as some ice, i ain’t think i would be sh+t ’til i put racks inside my life
i don’t wanna hear what you can’t do, how would ya know if you ain’t tried?
if you slime then you my kind, i was slime before these rhymes
[chorus]
in this bih’ with a lot of shooters (glrrt, glrrt, glrrt), yeah, yeah
in the ‘yo with a lot of shooters (blrrt, blrrt, blrrt, blrrt)
in this bih’ with a lot of shooters (boop+boop+boop)
i just mob with a lot of shooters
get money, get high, take flight, f+ck b+tches with all my shooters
box in that glock, it’s a whole lot of shots if you f+ck with my shooter
i put ice inside my cup, poured up my shooter
poppin’ these percs, i’ma split a half with my shooter

- babystaydown lyrics

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