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I put the in the stogey, yeah, I put the Bentley in Drive
I'm pulling out the garage, and thanking God I'm
I've been through so shit, been through trouble and back
I ain't do much time, but dawg I ain't back
niggas fake and they phony, the paparazzi wait on me
I left the jail in Givenchies, they should posted that homie
I'm in the A Rich Homie, I'm in the A with 2 Chainz
I'm in the A with my brother, it's YMCM Gang
Now tell niggas line up, I tell them niggas time up
This KTZ gon' stand out, clear I don't give a fuck
In my I eat you up, my fashion ill, no duh
My game insane uh Ferrari Testarossa's
Y'all niggas I lost it, I'm awesome
I just a break to teach a young nigga how to boss it
Like when KG to Boston
Or when Melo went to the
And he brought JR Smith and they started ballin'
Big bro from serving birds to pelicans in New Orleans
Uh, let me a break,
Let me catch my
Rolling with the Birdman
It's YM over everything, nigga, I don't nothing else
Lil Twist, nigga, I'm checked in
I fucked girl and her best friend
You don't miss out on your blessing
Got the dick and I use it as a weapon I just

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,
 
Check (shoot'er) Sometimes I think I'm Michael
Tyson, Michael Phelps and Michael Jackson
Might drop my fucking tape and fuck around, it might go platinum
How'd I do off of freebies? Fill my double cup with ether
Got the same buzz as niggas an album off of features
See I'm doing it
Got a tool in the timbs, now the rules bend
No tools in the gym but I bring it in
'Cause wanna flex, but they really slim Jim
Gotta it at him, him, fuck it and him
All I do is kill kill for the ching ching
Got a best and the best friend got a twin
Gotta fit 'em all in, now a win win win win
The room's spinning I'm faded
Watch how you run up on businessmen, they're gang related
I said I like the way she dance, she like the way I it
Fuck me without a rent, imagine if I paid it
I owe you one girl, I owe you
Money always the main attraction
told me women always been the main distraction
And I'm too focused, I just to get disturbed
I'm busy making millions, she just started you know I had to

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,

Wanting manners when I don't even a mask on
War paint like a baboon and my got a red ass on
Money Cash Money to the dirt of me
So for certainly get my blast on
To the of a fuck nigga trying to fuck with us
Think they can make it if can run a decathlon
Stay blazing, I on,
Play brave and get back home with AK's
Crack arms with a straight
That calm and I fain
And attack on with a straight razor in palm
Any want it he gotta get it
The Yappa got it rolling and with it
I got a showing and popping, picking and going
a fight, everybody hit the floor, he shot the men and boom
Pall bearers, cold moms, all Bishop's, O-Dawg's
You should've off, hitting on bitches and poor dogs
Looking the nose off, looking like I'm the stove off
When I'm kicking the stove off, the doors off
hit the deck, still bodies get thrown off
Say making a pay
grandpa at a doc or a bay
Bad bitch, the grippers, I may
Fucking killing unbook, the coppers and spray
Twizzie get the chicken, they plot him hopping the
If you get to trippin' then you get in the face
You ain't got the bitch in the kitchen popping the
to say, no eye witness, you finish you gotta bang

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,

Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,
Shoot'er,