Radio

Chapter five

(Bigroom blitz)

International Blitz

It's, it's the Bigroom Blitz

Turn it up!

Shotta got the plan, man
Always like a grand slam
Big shot, all in one
Shotalot is on the run
Crack of the whip, snap attack
Bars so tight front to back
I reach my fate at the gates
God says Shotta you was great

When I'm shopping and my bag
filled with options so don't ask
what it cost I'm in a Maserati Coupe, goin' so fast
that I lost 'em and my bitch got so much swag
That these bad bitches on us ah
killin' y'all, pow

Bigroom Blitz

It's, it's the Bigroom Blitz

Bring the noise

Check them hoes, direct them hoes
Take 'em home and let them hoes
Go about their fantasies
They poppin' pills, I'm rolling weed
We been got a couple bad bitches overseas

Shotta got the slo-mo
You can call it pro flow
Every shot a straight flush
Shotalot in a rush
Back on the floor, lyrical madness
On the mic, check the cactus
Reach my fate at the gates
God says Shotta you was great

Shotta got the chicks
It's, it's the Bigroom Blitz

Hee haa

Yeah

Nobody's hotter than Shotta
Thank you