Shot Off Gumbo
(专辑: Hard To Love - 2023)
Dee, you popping your shit, nigga Yeah, uh, uh, uh-huh I
just got off the
plane with this shit, man Back in Miami, man, just left New York I'm back in Miami though Uh, yeah, uh All these hoes tryna lock in with a
young nigga since I
got rich Shot off gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I
dare a
nigga reach for this Niggas be talking tough as hell till you bump down on 'em with that switch Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a
Hannah Montana round this bitch I
be telling them hoes my city ain't with the
baby momma shit Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the
Loaf Boyz finna take over the
industry Walking through the
airport with seventeen thousand, the
police ain't taking shit Bitch, I
ain't who you used to know (Nope) I
done shot off to the
moon, lil ho (Gone) Still order me a 4
for 4
(For real) Painted drank and a
gumbo boat (Nope) Heavy motion, got the
shit on the
floor (Yup) Room looking like the
scene from Blow (Movie) All blues, big racks like whoa (Damn) Bread Gang got the
shit by the
loaf (Boyz) Nothing but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (Them Loafs) Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm playing with plenty for loose (Money) Wockesha deuce, only thing in my juice These brown Rick Owens same color that dog food Free 42 (Dugg) All these hoes tryna lock in with a
young nigga since I
got rich Shot off gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I
dare a
nigga reach for this Niggas be talking tough as hell till you bump down on 'em with that switch Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a
Hannah Montana round this bitch I
be telling them hoes my city ain't with the
baby momma shit Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the
Loaf Boyz finna take over the
industry Walking through the
airport with seventeen thousand, the
police ain't taking shit Joe and bad tryna keep me out the
trenches, they know I'ma gun some shit I
be telling my city, "I just rap," but bro nem got that shit That's the
pack, bro just stepped on it I
be praying the
juggers don't kill my nigga for always stretching they shit Bagg came, got a
fox up out the
hood 'cause he like how I
talk the
shit Fifty thousand dollars in my bag, I'm on the
floor with the
shit Me and shot off, kicking shit with Meek Mill, this came from taking risk 40 thousand feet in the
air on the
jet, if it crash out when I
leap Yeah, yeah You niggas ain't smoking it Hunnid pounds of shot off got my wrist looking like luka shit Gumbo on my pendant, it look two-tone when the
Cuban hit I'm trapping, fuck this music shit, they trap me, saying a
Boosie hit We shooting shit, go This shit on the
floor, 35 hunnid, my Louis coat, ay My lil nigga pull up and shoot 'em, move like LOUIEKNOWS, ay You want gumbo in the
city you get from bama joe, ay Come get you a
turkey back, come spend your ham n
low (Shot off) All these hoes tryna lock in with a
young nigga since I
got rich Shot off gumbo and some drank, only thing in my mix Twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I
dare a
nigga reach for this Niggas be talking tough as hell till you bump down on 'em with that switch Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a
Hannah Montana round this bitch I
be telling them hoes my city ain't with the
baby momma shit Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the
Loaf Boyz finna take over the
industry Walking through the
airport with seventeen thousand, the
police ain't taking shit