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neito nicce - shoot lyrics

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[chorus]

all of my shooters gone shoot
i get that cash in that loop
i get that bag every day
smoking that gas in that coop
counting this money b+tch ain’t nothing funny i might just go f+ck up the root
these n+ggas b+tches they acting like snitches i might just go ahead and pursuit
i get that cash and that bag i tell no lies
these n+ggas hating on my soul i don’t know why
back in my bag i’m running my flag i’m running my coop
these n+ggas mad they running with flags and they just might shoot

[verse 1]

b+tch i’m still passing on these b+tches like i’m rondo
getting that cash i need my bag and i need that pr+nto
gotta bad b+tch and she suck my d+ck up in toronto
smash her then pass her to my homie then i leave like john doe
never gave a f+ck about no b+tch sh+t i don’t need her
if she suck d+ck and the p+ssy real tight then i might keep her
i don’t want co+signs i don’t need no signs i don’t need features
neito got no time neito got showtime neito creatures
i get that cash and that bag i tell no lies
these n+ggas hating on my soul i don’t know why
back in my bag i’m running my flag i’m running my coop
these n+ggas mad they running with flags and they just might shoot
[chorus]

all of my shooters gone shoot
i get that cash in that loop
i get that bag every day
smoking that gas in that coop
counting this money b+tch ain’t nothing funny i might just go f+ck up the root
these n+ggas b+tches they acting like snitches i might just go ahead and pursuit
i get that cash and that bag i tell no lies
these n+ggas hating on my soul i don’t know why
back in my bag i’m running my flag i’m running my coop
these n+ggas mad they running with flags and they just might shoot

[verse 2]

b+tch i’m still hoping on tip
shoot that b+tch up like i’m rip
rocking blue all in a day
they might just think i’m a crip
im sipping lean when i’m popping her p+ssy she know i’m still popping her zip
if you ever see me in the motherf+cking streets lil n+gga you don’t know me like tip
i get that cash and that bag i tell no lies
these n+ggas hating on my soul i don’t know why
back in my bag i’m running my flag i’m running my coop
these n+ggas mad they running with flags and they just might shoot

[chorus]

all of my shooters gone shoot
i get that cash in that loop
i get that bag every day
smoking that gas in that coop
counting this money b+tch ain’t nothing funny i might just go f+ck up the root
these n+ggas b+tches they acting like snitches i might just go ahead and pursuit



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