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jay & pheeny - imma shoot lyrics

[producer tag]
arcaze on the beat

[chorus : arcaze]
never catch me lacking
run up on me, imma shoot
take that safety off and imma let that b-tch loose
bout to hit a lick, take you all out from your shoes
my n-gg- mixing up the sauces, but you know i got the juice
(x2)

[verse 1: jay]

(yeah, yeah)
i got shooters on standby (what)
bullets loose, no hands fly
yes, i got a problem with greak (what)
but i’ll never let han die (never)

i’ll never let my brother fold (ooh)
end your life, if you ever told (yuh)
eye for an eye, bruh it’s getting old
but i thought i told you don’t tell a soul (thought i told you n-gg-)

jay don’t get his hands dirty (nah)
but y’all n-gg-s can’t hurt me (nah)
got q in the back with a scope and a mag
i’m on the plane, i secured all my bags
try me a few times and i just might do it (what)
i got my boy, fanta, trap out the buick (yeah)
he serve you like santa, but you never knew it
got bodies on bodies, cause we just get to it

[chorus : arcaze & pheeny]
never catch me lacking
run up on me, imma shoot
take that safety off and imma let that b-tch loose
bout to hit a lick, take you all out from your shoes
my n-gg- mixing up the sauces, but you know i got the juice
never catch me lacking (wooh)
run up on me, imma shoot (wooh)
take that safety off and imma let that b-tch loose (wooh)
bout to hit a lick, take you all out from your shoes (wooh)
my n-gg- mixing up the sauces, but you know i got the juice (woo, wooh)

[verse 2: pheeny]
(ahhh)
come through jus playing games
don’t play around, make that shawty bang
front row to the murder show
cut his plug out, he a loose string (grrah)
run around tay-k
government on a run, court case out of date
bullet to your temple, spray
imma dish out a trey
lil hoe know your role
now i’m tryna take control
sending texts through phone
gotta make it back home
i’ve been gone for a minute
lil mama been tripping
but she know that i’m winning (uh)
know i’m tryna get guap (skrt)
everything that i do (skrt)
can’t stop, won’t stop
new money new block
gotta get it on my own, no handouts for low
i do it big, you slow
run a mile in my shoes, lets see how far you go
now you ready for the race, f-ck a beat f-ck a case
why your mans outta place
crossing borders, outta line
why you gotta waste my time
screaming ‘cl-ss act’ at your face (cl-ss act)

[producer tag]
arcaze on the beat

- jay pheeny lyrics

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