Shootas

Dexter
Ha, I got some dope, you know it come from California (California)
Ha, ha, ha (Cool with ya)
Send them shooters on ya (Shooters on ya)
Ha, ha
She wanna fuck, I told that bitch at five in the morning (Five in the mornin')
Dexter (Dexter)

Better be cool, I send my shooters on ya (Shooters on ya)
You know we never lacking, keep them .30s on us (.30s on us)
Can't fuck with all these niggas, man, they turned to phonies (Turned to phonies)
You run up on me, turn that boy into bologna, yeah
Better be cool, I send my shooters on ya (Shooters on ya)
You know we never lacking, keep them .30s on us (.30s on us)
Can't fuck with all these niggas, man, they turned to phonies (Turned to phonies)
You run up on me, turn that boy into bologna, yeah (Dexter)

Fuck up all these niggas, man, they turning phony (They turning phony)
I'm smoking dope, you know it come from California (You know it, 'Fornia)
I can't tell if you know, I send my shooters on ya (I send my shooters on ya)
You flexing with the chain then I'll take it from it you (I'll take it from you)
Yeah, huh (Huh)
Bankroll, yeah, it's all on me (It's all, yeah, it's all on me, yeah)
Any bitches wanna fall on me? Yeah (Fall on me, yeah)
Tattoos, yeah, it's all on me (Tattoos, yeah, it's all on me, yeah)
Money on me, watch, I ball on me, yeah (Ball on me, yeah)
Ayy, I'm not your friend (Friend)
Huh, pull in a Maz' or Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
Huh, uh, ain't got no friends
Huh, fifty for the back-end (What? Yeah)
Yeah, and that's the way how it goes (Way how it goes)
Yeah, the bitch sniffing coke up her nose

Better be cool, I send my shooters on ya (Shooters on ya)
You know we never lacking, keep them .30s on us (.30s on us)
Can't fuck with all these niggas, man, they turned to phonies (Turned to phonies)
You run up on me, turn that boy into bologna, yeah
Better be cool, I send my shooters on ya (Shooters on ya)
You know we never lacking, keep them .30s on us (.30s on us)
Can't fuck with all these niggas, man, they turned to phonies (Turned to phonies)
You run up on me, turn that boy into bologna (Bologna), yeah

Yeah, they turn to phony
Can't fuck with all these niggas, man, they turn to phony
Yeah, huh
You used to be my homie
I had to fuck your bitch 'cause she all lonely, yeah, huh
.30 all on me
I keep a .50 on me and I'm never lonely
Yeah, I'm never lonely
I don't need no friends, just ride by my lonely
Yeah, Dexter