ftb flem - shooters lyrics
[hook: ftb flem]
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
[verse 1: ftb flem]
nah, i don’t keep it with me
got some shooters tho and they blow at least 50
they pull up with the buck shot
shoot you like you ricky
exposed to that heat, start popping like some jiffy
my shooters stay posted
my shooters ain’t no feds, they ain’t gotta f-cking holster
my shooter ain’t afraid to be on a wanted poster
you one phone call away from getting f-ckin’ toasted
yeah, they keep it in the waistband
turn that sh-t sideways make you turn to f-ckin’ waste man
i ain’t games so i ain’t tryna play man
pull up with the chopper, turn ’em red like a spray tan
yeah, the 9 come with a manual
pull the trigger and it turn you to a f-ckin’ animal
yeah, lookin’ like hannibal
make it bust get to eaten’ like a f-ckin’ cannibal
[hook: ftb flem]
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
[verse 2: oso]
i don’t need a gun, i got homies with one
but you better believe that i can still pack a punch
feed the br-ss on my knuckles to yo punk-ss for lunch
put a cap on yo head, have you lookin like a dunce
my block full of sc-m, ain’t no tellin who to trust
people hittin licks just to get a couple bucks
but it really ain’t enough, situations gettin tough
the ride gettin b-mpy so you better buckle up
in that chevy ridin deep, got my shooter riding shotgun
f-ckin wit the sauce and you get hit wit a hot one
i can make a phone call but youn want that problem
ion gotta pay em they just do it cuz they wanna
ride or die to the grave
money trees makin shade
when i reach the top errbody gettin paid
so if i’m ever in trouble, my shooters got the save
[hook: ftb flem]
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
[verse 3: thoma$]
all my clientele shoot em blind, h-llen keller
scary fella started trapping in the cellar
doin’ magic tricks and i ain’t talkin penn and teller
put a pinch in ya bag it’ll send ya interstellar
i don’t hold the strap but i got homies who with ’em
make it messy like a 4chan forum
i don’t f-ck a b-tch who don’t drive foreign
imma ride for em
posted in the backseat with the shooters and they stay scorin’
and if you ever talkin’ sh-t up on my homies, imma cook you
rice-a-roni
get yo main b-tch to blow me
don’t flex about your kicks cuz i know them jordan’s phony
my shooters get to toppin’ and it’s a ceremony
k!ll it on the track, i think you better call a doctor
gooseb-mps flow, rl stine, i’m the author
body other rappers cuz my rhymes are stayin’ stronger
i’ll be at that court case like kiss my -ss your honor
[hook: ftb flem]
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
i ain’t with the shooters but i know ’em real well
they rock with the gang, ain’t afraid to go to h-ll
they been up in that pen yeah they been up in the cell
before you come at me better check my clientele
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