Shotta Flow 2

Ayy, I'm finna go in there, you heard (Haha)
Yeah, yeah (Huh), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah, huh, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

I hop on the beat and you know I'ma kill it
My nigga loose screws, you know that they drilling
I run up my money, I love this feeling
Remember them days a nigga was stealing
Hopped in the game, I got it on lock
My niggas got dope, they trap out they socks
The police pull up, we run from the narcs
We always on go, you know we don't stop
Cherry on top when I aim with the beam
I'm burning her head, no Charlie Sheen
My hoes, they grown, don't fuck with the teens
My bitch, she bad, boujee, and mean
Yeah, fuck that, get back on the sub
If a nigga diss me, them shots get to busting
I ain't got time with all that fussing
Soon as we see him, you know that he ducking
Shoot up the spot and make him move out
Soon as he move, I find his house
Don't fuck with the rats, don't fuck with the mouse
If he snitch, put the gun in his mouth
He thought that we was playing
Til' we pulled up with sticks, yeah (No cap)
Glizzy got a beam
And it came with a dick, yeah (No homo)
Choppa got a scope
And it came with some tits, yeah (Yeah)
Don't get fucked up out your life
We shoot us a flick, yeah (Yeah)
Whenever we aim, you know we attack
Shoot through his stomach, it come out his back
My niggas they banging and ready to stab
Diss on the set, get put in a bag
We love the money, the drugs, the guns
I don't ever beat 'cause I'm counting my funds
I'm always working, I don't have fun
Before you diss me, know your pros and cons
Let's have a shoot out, I'm ready to die
Face to face, eye to eye
The last thing that he saw was the fire
Put him on a tee, now he up in the sky
My killers outside, they don't wanna be seen
They come in the show if you making a scene
Choppa R Kelly, let that bitch sing
How the fuck I'ma miss when I got me a beam?
I'm done, sike
I pull up to shoot, you pull up to fight
Shoot him in his leg, he beg for his life
Put one in his head like he was on Skype
Kick down the door, bitch, get on the floor
Where is the bread? 'Cause we need all the dough
Give me the cash, I came for the bag
If he do some sheisty, put one in his ass (Rrrah)
Shot