Made a off a logo with my thumb up Y'all just getting in the game, 'cause you fuck Whoa, no shots, no shots, no no (If I sing cool)
I feel like I'm the Messiah, a rebirth of who bowing to the most high They knees hurt from praying to the his face, begging to be blessed There's something me, I'm just a God of what's left, cut the check I was for a year off the fructose, Contemplating fucking bullets in the suit coats, who knows Go do it with a wizard, wave a magic wand turn summer winter I worship from warships, play PGA courses, hit the AVN awards 'cause the chicks need more dick I force fit, and put it in her body a swordsmith, have her eating E pills like corn chips How you defeat a with some body armor, turn him sweet and sour like an Arne Palmer Dalai Lama holy as me, got it locked the key
No shots, no shots, no no
Okay, niggas squading up again, wipe the nail and lipstick from these broads and get in this You talk it you don't live it, instead flexin' on that sus shit, Richard Simmons stomach what you giving Start with body blows, give the a headshot the Glock, flee the scene with red socks Trap kill a nigga, that nigga Your boyfriend feeling better if I'm chilling with ya Like coughing up phlegm an unfiltered cig, I'm the illest spitta A Dutch or a Swisher, you always bigger Turn it up 9th Wonder, beats stomp blunt guts nigga This is most dope baby, what could you want Fuck with that bottom shelf, nah us Mac showed me how to my life in 2 months Tell my girl out life insurance 'cause I do stunt (Yeah I do stunt)
No shots, no shots, no no
Let's continue the communition, all of my partners ripped to this like Behind bars whenever we a sentence And crunch time we the game like it's Olympics be flexin' in the booth, would've thought we was some gymnasts And without warming up, just raising the bar Dope, REMember Music, my clique be taking it far Got ties with the upper skies, we practice All my peoples tryin' to reach and new vacations So start hatin' if you it's nothing new to us This extra shit they doin' in they pool it cool to us All them stunts, all them bunts out the park Fake shit illuminate, once we out the dark So keep your mask on play your position I brought some famish niggas with me to slay condition And acting like you niggas came with permission One call could have the goonies turn this into friction
No shots, no shots, no no
I walk up in this bitch like I'm on a Friday hit the highway, man you gotta leave your driveway So I'm living moment like it's fucking my day And I need me a Beyonce for a fiancé, So little nigga learn your lesson, before you count dollars you gotta count your blessings 2pac said is there a ghetto in heaven, 'cause nowadays kids is getting fucked by reverend So many people, you gotta make exceptions 'cause they'll at you with some fuckin' misconception Like Choo you do drugs, like Choo you shoot But nah Choo really in here two sluts We up, we in here to move I niggas with K K K's like Ku Klux no math test so choose up And if you looking for true shit choose us
These girls trying to ruin my life 'Cause these straight legged dudes ain't doing 'em Yeah, me and my new Crenshaw cutie, pretty in the but she need a little booty I got a brown chick that used to that white I told her if she go to jail she failed at life I met her at Flog Gnaw, don't ask about dues I put the west coast on my back, and then I made Motherfuckers they must've forgot, now I'm back to rappin' like I gotta my spot No 'cause I hate getting shot at John Wilkes-Booth put a through your top hat (No shots) They to assassinate the God But Jamla is the squad So what's the odds of you coming up, can't fuck with Strange ya chain if you runnin' up (No shots) Been at it for a decade plus, they only on they first tour and don't respect bus motherfuckers thinkin' they next up, you can't change these rules you got the game messed up Such and such bought a new house that little dude to holler when he twenty years out Got gold on his neck and gold in his mouth, but he ain't ever went gold what he about soundscan it don't make you dope I got fans that'll slit your throat this for a chick and watch her panties get soaked Now she nine months off some shit that I wrote Oh, you make music for the stupidos, sing a nice hook but the game a Rufio And I fuckin' with them roofies bro, I just mackin' leave that to the susios Dirty dirty like my for the south is I wear the Wans with all of my outfits Strange life yeah I'm really about this And if you disagree then put my dick my mouth is
No shots, shots, no no