Shoot My Shot

[Chorus: Yung Bleu] Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa Your body on mine, you gettin' closer You know I gotta shoot my shot You know I gotta shoot my shot, yeah You workin' them legs just like you know some' Let's go to the club, we need to pour some' I think I gotta shoot my shot I think I gotta shoot my shot [Post-Chorus: Yung Bleu] Twenty racks bustin' out the jeans Twenty racks bustin' out the seams I need a bad bitch up on my team I need a bad bitch up on my team So I gotta shoot my shot with you [Verse 1: Yung Bleu] Gotta shoot my shot just like you're 2K Once I get it poppin', I say touché We can get it poppin' on a Tuesday We can get it poppin' on a Tuesday I'm sucking on her neck, she be like, "Ooh, bae" Tell me your flavor, I'll give you a taste I come with some dick, I don't come with a raise One taste of this love, I'ma drive you insane Gotta shoot my shot, I'm a bad bitch getter I'm a groovy young nigga with a pocket full of skrilla Gucci shoes, chinchilla, moonwalking like I'm Thriller She a good soul, she need a real young nigga, yeah [Chorus: Yung Bleu] Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa Your body on mine, you gettin' closer You know I gotta shoot my shot You know I gotta shoot my shot, yeah You workin' them legs just like you know some' Let's go to the club, we need to pour some' I think I gotta shoot my shot I think I gotta shoot my shot [Verse 2: DeJ Loaf] Said he need a partner and I fit the job description The ball is in my court, yeah, it's my decision He said he's tired of the fast livin' Yeah, he done been through mad women You know I got my own, no ass kissin' Big body Benz with a red ribbon Ballin like Timbs in December Runnin' up M's with my niggas At first I used to spend 'em Country boy, show me how you livin' I'm from Detroit, you know Eminem? I used to tell him miss me like Timbaland Curve ball like killin' 'em No bodies, these bitches, I'm killin' 'em Ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh Ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh [Chorus: DeJ Loaf & Yung Bleu] Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa Your body on mine, you gettin' closer You know I gotta shoot my shot You know I gotta shoot my shot, yeah You workin' them legs just like you know some' Let's go to the club, we need to pour some' I think I gotta shoot my shot I think I gotta shoot my shot [Post-Chorus: Yung Bleu] Twenty racks bustin' out the jeans Twenty racks bustin' out the seams I need a bad bitch up on my team I need a bad bitch up on my team So I gotta shoot my shot with you [Outro: Yung Bleu] My shot Shoot my shot I gotta shoot my shot I gotta shoot my shot Shoot my shot My shot My shot