mad north - shots out the whip lyrics
(hook)
ay we shootin shots out that whip
nana clip ima leave a nigca split
thicc b-tch do whateva for the kid
im gone fucc that first night
uk be beggin sh-t
grab a bag hit that stoe what she gone do
red beam on that sticc when im on uk
bad b-tch n she fucc when she want to
im tricc a bag n blow her bacc like im posed to
(verse1)
ima menace the p-ssy i really k!ll it
beat it n the bacc park n uk know she wit it
had to pull my blower out at the stoe cus im wit the business
she was succin on my dicc n she throat it til finished
homies be really trippin
my hoe b-tch be ona mission
everytime she double bacc
she bring poe n stacc of benjis
i hit her from bacc n she told me she comin wit me
p-ssy nigca mad but he dont know
that i got the semi
really be bussin
uk know my k!llas up to something
if uk checcin for the beef then p-ssy order something
poppin perk up after perk it put a hole up n my stomach
tote the mac cus when i shoot its like a bird get the humin
dashin it to the money
we laughin bcs its funny
if a nigca poccet watch ima smash em until its uglyk
only hit her one time now
(hook)
ay we shootin shots out that whip
nana clip ima leave a nigca split
thicc b-tch do whateva for the kid
im gone fucc that first night
uk be beggin sh-t
grab a bag hit that stoe what she gone do
red beam on that sticc when im on uk
bad b-tch n she fucc when she want to
im tricc a bag n blow her bacc like im posed to
(verse2)
think she aint wit it?
man she gone buss triccs
succ dicc hop on stage t-tties n public
i really gotta fetish for hoes
n i aint bluffin
i brake em den i shake em they mindset is disgusting
shoot em until its nothin
gang trippin we dumpin
spike n squally got the mac while im hoppin out wit a musket
and if yo b-tch diggin my name she gettin fucced
i aint worried bout yo nigca cus this nina liftin up
gang land!
normandie ave was the game-plan
get my dicc succed while i take a trip to san fran
mad north that man
she gone pay that band
then i leave a b-tch on fig u a hoe f-g
spilling n splashin
flyest crip n this fashion
pop a homie double bacc n be like “nigca what happen?”
he was holdin on my chili i aint doin no cappin
up the mac up on his -ss n had em doin the traccin
(hook)
ay we shootin shots out that whip
nana clip ima leave a nigca split
thicc b-tch do whateva for the kid
im gone fucc that first night
uk be beggin sh-t
grab a bag hit that stoe what she gone do
red beam on that sticc when im on uk
bad b-tch n she fucc when she want to
im tricc a bag n blow her bacc like im posed to
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