SHOOTOUT (Original Version)

[Intro] (I'm working on dying) Roll the blunt, James, please, bruh Thank you, my brother You dig? Greenhearted Woo, woo, woo Let's get it Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Uh, uh, uh, uh, spread my wings Uh, uh, uh, uh, get my lane (Falconia) Yeah, that's what it is, nigga Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh For real, okay [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Opp on sight, shoot a nigga (Yeah) Cops outside, shootin' niggas (Brr, brr) Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga (Brr) Why you walkin' with your chop? Shoot a nigga (Brr, brr) If you on trial, shoot a nigga (Brr, brr) All my niggas doin' time, shoot a nigga (Brr) See a bitch you don't like, shoot a nigga (Yeah) Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Robb Bank$] I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, rah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Fact, yeah, yeah) Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (Ya, digg) Green bеam, I’ma hit my target (Bow) Got a hundred bands in my pockets And I got your bitch on molly (Rah, rah, rah) [Verse 1: Robb Bank$] And I got your bitch off molly (Facts, yuh) Top notch spill, no stylist (Yuh) Got a hundrеd round drum my closet (Yuh) Got the Gucci smellin' like gunpowder (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Baby, the ice don't get much louder (SSET) Fuck the priest, don't need no guidance (Brr) Bet your girlfriend drained my bladder (Woo) 24K golden showers Got a bitch to text me, you would think it's Ripley's Believe it or not, she said she finna fuck the whole team I don't really give a fuck for pussy, money, or lean You know I love confrontation, tell them drop the addy [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Opp on sight, shoot a nigga (Yeah) Cops outside, shootin' niggas (Brr, brr) Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga (Brr) Why you walkin' with your chop? Shoot a nigga (Brr, brr) If you on trial, shoot a nigga (Brr, brr) All my niggas doin' time, shoot a nigga (Brr) See a bitch you don't like, shoot a nigga (Yeah) Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Robb Bank$] I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, rah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Fact, yeah, yeah) Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (Ya, digg) Green beam, I’ma hit my target (Bow) Got a hundred bands in my pockets And I got your bitch on molly (Rah, rah, rah) [Chorus 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't even gotta say nothing Pull up in the whip, push buttons Rolls-Royce big, it's a Hummer (Vroom) Man, I hope you don't love her That girl that you try pop out with, man, I had that bitch last summer Girl like, left eye, aye, uh Chopper like T.I, aye, uh Handle my beehive Bitch, I got three eyes (Yeah, what?) Slatt, that's a beehive Green like key lime FN got three sights (Slatt) Mini chopper, that's a P90 [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert & Robb Bank$] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah) SSET, SSET, SSET, SSET (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, let's get it, let's get it (Falconia, Lil Uzi) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Pop them Percs, that three 10s, 30-inch on my spinnin' rims I can't see no hater, diamond Cartier on my lens (Errt, Stevie Wonder) I turn to Darth Vader, matte-black, yeah, that's on my Benz (Star Wars) Inside red, lightsaber, fucked your bitch like once again Smoke out the pound, you smokin' out the quarter still, got a bitch out in Fort Lauderdale (Fort Lauderdale) I could my dick, that right in your daughter still My diamonds they water still (Water) Actually them bitches sparklin', sparklin' still 'cause I paid a half a mil' No, no, no, you don't get no cash for real, I just spent half, for real [Chorus 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't even gotta say nothing Pull up in the whip, push buttons Rolls-Royce big, it's a Hummer (Vroom) Man, I hope you don't love her That girl that you try pop out with, man, I had that bitch last summer Girl like, left eye, uh Chopper like T.I, uh Handle my beehive, uh Bitch, I got three eyes, uh (Yeah, what?) Slatt, that's a beehive, yeah Green like key lime (Slatt, slatt), yeah FN got three sights, yeah (Slatt) Mini chopper, that's a P90 (Slime, slime), uh [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert] Smoke gas, bitch, better lung it Make a bitch shake, krump it Hit it from the back, hump it If I throw the oop, nigga, you better dunk it (Dunk it) Pass it, brand new 'Rari, won't crash it (Skrrt) My new bitch she nasty Suck on my dick 'til her lips get ashy (Let's get it) Hold on, slowly, uh, faster Cut all my hair off one side Told that bitch I feel like Cassie I'm the one always in charge I cannot sit in the back seat Brought that bitch right to my yard Told that bitch please do not cap me I had to pull out my Rar' Hit a home run like A-Rod Made that bitch say, "Oh my god" Then I made that bitch get tired Yeah the dick made that bitch cry She gave me neck like a tie Yeah [Chorus 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't even gotta say nothing Pull up in the whip, push buttons Rolls-Royce big, it's a Hummer (Vroom) Man, I hope you don't love her That girl that you try pop out with, man, I had that bitch last summer Girl like, left eye, aye, uh Chopper like T.I, aye, uh Handle my beehive Bitch, I got three eyes (Yeah, what?) Slatt, that's a beehive Green like key lime FN got three sights (Slatt) Mini chopper, that's a P90