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megan thee stallion - shots fired lyrics

brrt, brrt, baow (buddah bless this beat)

imagine n+ggas lyin’ ’bout shootin’ a real b+tch (huh?)
just to save face for rapper n+ggas you chill with
imagine me givin’ a f+ck it was your f+ckin’ birthday (f+ck you)
you in your feelings, i just thought it was another thursday
now imagine me c+ckblockin’ n+ggas on some dry sh+t (what?)
i don’t want you on the bench
believe you wouldn’t’ve been invited (you wouldn’t’ve been invited)
and if it weren’t for me, same week
you would have been indicted (should’ve let them lock your ass up)
you offered m’s not to talk, i guess that made my friend excited, hmm
now y’all in cahoots, huh (okay), you a p+ss in boots
you shot a 5’10 ” b+tch with a. 22
talkin’ ’bout bones and tendons like them bullets wasn’t pellets
a p+ssy n+gga with a p+ssy gun in his feelings
okay, he in the backseat and he keep callin’ me a b+tch (he a b+tch)
we all know the sh+t i could’ve came back with (lil’+ass n+gga)
he talkin’ ’bout his followers, dollars, and goofy sh+t
i told him: you’re not poppin’, you just on the remix (what’s poppin’?)
now here we are, 2020, eight months later
and we still ain’t got no f+ckin’ justice for breonna taylor (breonna taylor)
any n+gga on that n+gga’s side is a clout chaser (f+ck y’all)
a b+tch who he f+ckin’ or a ho that he payin’, uh

imagine me, hahaha
imagine me entertaining you f+ckin’ goofy+ass n+ggas and you f+ckin’ goofy+ass b+tches
brrt, brrt, blaow (buddah bless this beat)

- megan thee stallion lyrics

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