SHOOTERS

Yeah, my shooters, they real killers, they outside
Yeah, my shooters, they real killers, they outside
If they want the smoke, they finna make sure you die
I got real shooters, yeah, they real killers, they outside

Yeah, my shooters ride or die
If they want the smoke, they finna make sure you die
And if you wanna fuck
Shawty, you should hit my line
Rolling with the stick
Yeah, I never leave the nine

Yeah
In the metro, we go boom
Flying out the scene
In the whip, we finna zoom

Got this little bitch
We finna fuck in my room
Fat in the ass
Yeah, you need what she consume

Cash out
She got an ass, blow her back out
I got a whole new bag now
G-nineteen make 'em fan out

I got shooters and they ride or die
Yeah, my brother, he's a killer, you might die inside
Yeah, there ain't nowhere to go, you can try and hide
Yeah, know we're coming in with a different supply
If you wanna die

I got real shooters, yeah, they real killers, they outside
Yeah, my shooters ride or die
If they want the smoke, they finna make sure you die
And if you wanna fuck
Shawty, you should hit my line
Rolling with the stick
Yeah, I never leave the nine

Sorry, I'm done with this shit
Yeah, now I said, baby, stop
TikTok, got your bitch up on my cock
She just loves the bands, that's why shawty wanna fuck
Talk to all my brothers, yeah, we sure keep it a buck
Girl, listen to me, now we (uh)

Smoking zaza, see the fumes
Everything is a cartoon
Metro Boomin make it boom
Finna blow like a balloon
Don't know what you're finna do
But brotha, if you want the smoke

I got real shooters, yeah, they real killers, they outside
Yeah, my shooters ride or die
If they want the smoke, they finna make sure you die
And if you wanna fuck
Shawty, you should hit my line
Rolling with the stick
Yeah, I never leave the nine

No, I never leave the nine