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kd! (@untitledkd) - shoota lyrics

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hook [kd!]:

buddy want smoke & the k finna hit ’em
the money be coming & i’m finna get ’em
i call up my shoota know he finna hit ’em
we line ’em like ruler know we finna get ’em

i hand ’em a rack they gon’ do what i say

i slide down the block & i’m up in a tank
i count up that money i’m making that bank, huh

chorus [kd!]:

racks i’ve been gettin’ the most (yeah, yeah)
f+ck it i might even ghost (yeah, yeah)
like what is you sayin’, i don’t even know (yeah, yeah)
i run up them rackies i get it no joke, ha (yеah, yeah)

you get no money, you brokе (yeah, yeah)
the way that i’m movin’ i never get stuck (yeah, yeah)
i ran up them hundreds i keep it a buck (yeah, yeah)
i walk in the spot & i’m giving no f+ck (yeah, yeah)

bridge [heygwuapo & kd!]:
yeah
i’m never giving no f+ck (giving no f+ck)
shoot that sh+t boy you out of luck

yeah, this [?] think he one of us, no

i’m tryna get a hundred bucks & multiply it by a hundred [?] check the scope (scope)
i’m tryna get run it up, i run inside ya crib, check the f+ck out & i go (go)

tell her that she cannot come in in here (woah, woah)
i do not want her she cannot come near
we finna light it up just like a flare
we finna tax ’em up just like a fare

drop me a bag on my fit & i’m cleaner
a bag on my kicks & i’m rockin’ designer
i hop in the whip & i slide with a beam
i roll up an l i’m boutta get higher

verse [heygwuapo]:

yeah. (yeah+yeah)
knockin’ [?] out that’s all i desire (knock ’em out)
boy this choppa gon’ sing like a choir (skrt)
get a [?] gone put yo ass on the flyer (woah)
do a [?] flat down, back like a tire (a tire)
and i’m all blacked out wit my attire (blacked out)
rockin’ that job, boy you get fired
[?] i rap all day don’t get tired (yeah)

can’t trust a hoe, no way she a liar (no, no!)
yeah
f+ckin this hoe but i keep sh+t cool (yeah)
tryna do rap should’ve stayed in school (huh)
[?] you ass i’ma pay my dues (i swear)

always skip class always f+ck the rules (yeah)

smokin’ that cr+p boy, act so full

bridge [kd! & heygwuapo]:

money be comin’ now i’m feeling great, yeah (yeah)
i get my money i’m straight, yeah (yeah)

and i cannot f+ck with these people they fake (yeah)

but i had to run it up, get in my bag (running it up)
spendin’ this money, i don’t need a tag
know how i’m moving, i carry a mag
rack on his head he get put on a tag
aye+yeah, my gang on a tatt’ (oh yeah)
i pull up wit that mu+f+ckin’ blatt (ha)

so much racks i think i had a rack attack (racks)

i’ma spend it all & then i make it back (spend it)
it’s a thot hoe it ain’t no saving that (yeah yeah)
swervin’ potholes, no way we safe with that (no)
keep that toolie you know i be safe with that (woah)

verse [kd!]:

i’m finna run in they crib with a ratchet (woah)
if he talkin’ down he get hit wit a hatchet (aye)
i keep me a stick & i got it attachments
we finna air it out just like a mattress (woah)

they finna see me and they finna run (they finna run)

i count up my digits i got me a ton (got me a ton)

the way that this money been comin’, i really feel gifted
she send me a message, she hope that i get it
i don’t give no f+ck & i handle my business
i aim with the scope & i know i won’t miss it

like what are you doin’, i don’t even know (don’t even know)
i got all that motion i’m showing a roll (showin’ a roll)
i slide down the block & i got me a pole (yeah)
i hop in the whip & then i’m finna go

hook [kd!}:

buddy want smoke & the k finna hit ’em
the money be coming & i’m finna get ’em
i call up my shoota know he finna hit ’em
we line ’em like ruler know we finna get ’em

i hand ’em a rack they gon’ do what i say

i slide down the block & i’m up in a tank
i count up that money i’m making that bank, huh

chorus {kd!]:

racks i’ve been gettin’ the most (yeah, yeah)
f+ck it i might even ghost (yeah, yeah)
like what is you sayin’, i don’t even know (yeah, yeah)
i run up them rackies i get it no joke, ha (yeah, yeah)

you get no money, you broke (yeah, yeah)
the way that i’m movin’ i never get stuck (yeah, yeah)
i ran up them hundreds i keep it a buck (yeah, yeah)
i walk in the spot & i’m giving no f+ck (yeah, yeah)

- kd untitledkd lyrics

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