[Chorus: Kiing Shooter]
Heard you talking on that Live I get this blocc spin
Hot shit, is all a nigga felt when the Glock spit
Caught reflections with them chains that they hot shit
Watch this, I fucked your baby mama like she' my bitch
I've been chasing at the bags they ain't got shit
On my dic, run up if you wanna get your tops split
Kept a Ruger on my side this is sidekick
No loud crib, these niggas out here stressing 'bout my side bitch
Heard you talking on that Live I get this blocc spin
Hot shit, is all a nigga felt when the Glock spit (come here)
Caught reflections with them chains that they hot shit
Watch this, I fucked your baby mama like she' my bitch
I've been chasing at the bags they ain't got shit
On my dic, run up if you wanna get your tops split
Kept a Ruger on my side this is sidekick
No loud crib, these niggas out here stressing 'bout my side bitch
[Verse 1: Kiing Shooter]
I got all these niggas mad because I rap now
Act wild, errbody know I ain't gon' back down (at all)
I think you trynna get some clout he better get it done
I'm not the one, catch his ass again we' prolly tie him up (stupid)
N I heard of a nigga pussy I won't say his name
Let's take his chain, have him buy a bag, then get robbed again (fuck it)
It might seem like a lie but this shit is fact
That boy a faggot, a nigga gave you head and you ain't skipping nothing
Niggas acting like he tough, and he a ho faggot
Toe-tag him, leave that pussy nigga with a closed casket
Keep on acting like a shooter I'mma run it through him
Gun up on me
Walking out this building
Ain't no running from me (where' you going?)
Pussy keep on throwing subs I'mma send the shots
I spin the block my niggas ain't gon hide bet you dead outside (word)
And ain't no middlemen you niggas better pick a side or I'm outside gon have to get your body at the parking lot
[Chorus: Kiing Shooter]
Heard you talking on that Live I get this blocc spin
Hot shit, is all a nigga felt when the Glock spit
Caught reflections with them chains that they hot shit
Watch this, I fucked your baby mama like she' my bitch
I've been chasing at the bags they ain't got shit
On my dic, run up if you wanna get your tops split
Kept a Ruger on my side this is sidekick
No loud crib, these niggas out here stressing 'bout my side bitch
Heard you talking on that Live I get this blocc spin
Hot shit, is all a nigga felt when the Glock spit (come here)
Caught reflections with them chains that they hot shit
Watch this, I fucked your baby mama like she' my bitch
I've been chasing at the bags they ain't got shit
On my dic, run up if you wanna get your tops split
Kept a Ruger on my side this is sidekick
No loud crib, these niggas out here stressing 'bout my side bitch
[Verse 2: Vado]
Uhh
Niggas quick to give you advise, like who needs it?
Trynna put this game in a vice and then squeeze it
Everyone is speaking on life and succeed it
If you can keep a secret, a secret is to keep it
Still spitting that slime flow, we ain't been treated
Long table of wild food I been seed it
I 'on't force it, bro force it been leaking
Been drip, my shit bricks to ten peed it (uhnn)
Had a hard day
Spent a half of it bagging it, cooking hard yay'
I be in the pal of ho used to the car play
Betchu I get every tin hit like a parley (parlay)
Drinking Henny and Chad'nay
Surrounded by bitches in the PJ 's hallway
About to chess table on the benches in broad day (Shooter)
It's hard to stop when you win, your vision is 4k
Vado
[Chorus: Kiing Shooter]
Heard you talking on that Live I get this blocc spin
Hot shit, is all a nigga felt when the Glock spit
Caught reflections with them chains that they hot shit
Watch this, I fucked your baby mama like she' my bitch
I've been chasing at the bags they ain't got shit
On my dic...
