The Shooters

(album: Still Kony 2 - 2020)

Ayy (L-Finguz)

Take a chance, look, get to reaching in my pants 'cause you can't do that (Can't do that)
Couple thousand on the floor, but I just blew that (Huh?)
Having conversations, I keep asking where his boo at (Where your boo at?)
But really I be on her mental like a durag (Bitch)
She just got her carpets cleaned, Balenci', walking through that (Huh?)
Walk up in your crib, you was the homie, where the loot at? (Who?)
I don't run from gunshots, I find out where to shoot at (Woah)
Ksubis got me gangbanging, I'm flagging where I pulled at (Huh?)
I'm so confidential, I got four-five with two mags
I just put my hooker on my project, now you mad
I don't wanna see you with your clothes off, you too bad
Bound to hook a Jag', I'm on the helmet like a durag
Money on the floor, so let's get straight to it (Huh?)
Never shot a nigga, I'm assuming that you can't do it (Scary)
Ain't from over there, she hear my shit and call it Bay music
40 touch your heart and then your soul like Marvin Gaye music (Hah)

So much money, I get drunk and dog the rental
All this guala on me, I'll take me and Fleecy to the dental
VJ see the roll and do the dash, I break the pedal
Thooter, I know when you lying, bitch, I made you, I'm Geppetto
Won't settle for no lil' ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeans
Do a feature for you, put it out because that shit clean
I don't know this bitch, but bet I get inside her inseams
All I rock designer, I hit Louis with like ten G's

Michael Kors got you looking bored (Bop)
All my niggas bears, we just went down for stealing porridge (Hah)
Alexander Queens that I might mix with the Dior (Dork)
Like you hella old, I could've sent you to the morgue (Huh?)
Couple pigs full, I buy another one on tour
Couldn't play a game with broken bitches, no Visa, you poor (Bitch)
I ain't hitting shit, bitch, I could hit you with the door (Huh?)
Bet you they be on you when you walk into the store (Ho)

So much money, I get drunk and dog the rental
All this guala on me, I'll take me and Fleecy to the dental
VJ see the roll and do the dash, I break the pedal
Thooter, I know when you lying, bitch, I made you, I'm Geppetto
Won't settle for no lil' ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeans
Do a feature for you, put it out because that shit clean
I don't know this bitch, but bet I get inside her inseams
All I rock designer, I hit Louis with like ten G's

(L-Finguz)