caponeti - shuffle lyrics
[intro: reefuh & caponeti]
(i have to k!ll you)
ah, ah, ah
(this sh+t capo, n+gga)
i need everybody, i mean everybody
yeah, yeah
[verse 1: caponeti]
[?] muscle
i hit a play, make it back, that’s a double
i’m not a rat, i’m in love w the truffles
me and lil’ reefuh, you n+ggas in trouble, oh
i’m sorry for burstin’ your bubble
[?] shuffle
i’m in this b+tch with my twin and we rumble
yeah, we tryna flip an m to a w
bail out, i hit your b+tch then i bail out
i let this b+tch at a [?]
screamin’, “free all my kin out the jailhouse”
i know me and brothers had fell out
but that n+gga gon’ check in
she want a bent’ bentayga, that’s her best friend
i’ma hit her first, then hit her best friend
[?] you wanna meet the smith & wesson
met a shawty straight from off the weston
[?] a lethal weapon
[chorus: caponeti]
clique up with these b+tches, said they twin sisters, uh
i don’t give a f+ck if they was real sisters
like, why she screamin’? i just stuck the tip in her
like, too much f+ckin money to be p+ssed with ya’
and the doctor passed the cup and told me, “p+ss in it”
[?] the ice and then you sit with it
we got hollows if you wanna get your sh+t fitted
and my pockets h+lla green [?] spinach
[?] a b+tch been up
h+lla rubies in this b+tch [?]
you not dodging f+ckin’ bullets, not an airbender
[?] kris jenner
[verse 2: reefuh]
yeah, i get bread while i p+ss, slide with a .40, got set up by shorty
i might as well shoot up your b+tch, end up in a ditch
crackers end comin’ off wise, talk that sh+t
got a pound in that tacoma (i’ma die behind this brick, oh yeah)
fans love these drugs
he could eat a donut, but can he digest a slug?
where slime at? where slime at? lookin’ for the plug
if he time that, this .9’ll leave you writhing in yo’ blood
strippers got broke boys out here dying in the club
air force, sh+t game, fly in from above
and my shooter got bad aim, he like [?]
when this ruger turn your brain into a pint of og kush
boy, we’ll do ya’, stick a ruler, it’ll line his brother up
[bridge: reefuh]
i’m gettin’ so d+mn tired
she want me inside of her, ill be back next sat+rday
caps flyin’ left and right, sh+t, i’m ’bout to graduate
come in with that drac’, i go ham, singin’ happy days
[chorus: caponeti]
clique up with these b+tches, said they twin sisters, uh
i don’t give a f+ck if they was real sisters
like, why she screamin’? i just stuck the tip in her
like, too much f+ckin money to be p+ssed with ya’
and the doctor passed the cup and told me, “p+ss in it”
[?] the ice and then you sit with it
we got hollows if you wanna get your sh+t fitted
and my pockets h+lla green [?] spinach
[?] a b+tch been up
h+lla rugers in this b+tch [?]
you not dodging f+ckin’ bullets, not an airbender
stack my money [?] like kris jenner
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