Shine (Yozora), if I shot and I missed I apologize I done traumatized a lot of guys We done made a lot of mommas cry I know one day that I gotta die I'm the first one to shoot when it's time to ride, your mans dead you ain't tryna slide They rapping and capping ‘bout homicides, they was talking they shit but now I arrived I know that they scheming look in they eyes, they know I'm a demon they ain't surprised All the opps keep on lying I wonder why
I keep a stick, I cannot go You will get shot if you drop Choo You'll probably die if you drop Folk Wipe your nose, then we swerve in a tahoe Competition look nervous they not close (Shine) I keep a stick, I cannot go (Shine) You will get shot if you drop Choo You'll probably die if you drop Folk Wipe your nose, then we swerve in a tahoe Competition look nervous they not close (Shine)
I got plenty of hollows just for Costamado But I don't really want the cops to follow So I'ma get the drop from a lil' thot She gon' line him, he get shot tomorrow And I know why he big mad, 'cause the guys got one up on him Shine, he a damn lie He got shot and his mans died with his gun up on him I can't wait ‘till I finally run up on him (How you know?) He like 450, I keep hitters they all sitchy, man, we don't gotta run up on him Aye, aye, how the hell you a ghostbuster? I be tweaking if he with his BM I'm fiending, I'll fuck around and shoot the both of them, look Now let's take a trip to the foreign side, let me know if you run into Fivio Grab the shits, with the sticks, yeah, it's time to roll He a goofy, I promise I'm just being honest I got it, you spot him, then I'ma blow It's about to get scary just like his Amiri's He chatting and acting like I don't know I'm a GD, I'm coming in greedy So make sure you lock up your door, ‘cause I be close (Shine) I'm Santa Claus, and this is Christmas So guess who's next on this hit list (Shine) I know y'all never won't forget this, I'm a shark eating all the fishes They can bark, but it ain't vicious So please don't never get it twisted Mauley, please take the G out your name I thought you was Woo from the Floss Your own homie put his feet on your brain and he probably living, ‘cause it's you of course Out of all of these capping rappers did you ever think that I would ever show you remorse? And don't think you safe, ‘cause you Woo from the Ville Shoots fired, gooey sauce Woo-K, y'all should've knew he lost Shine, I don't gotta prove he soft Hit his whip, and I'm cruising off Then I smoke me a spliff in the newest Porsche (Shine) Stop blowing my high, is you ready to die? You know for the 6, I ride And we don't just die, yeah, we multiply, he giving me 6ix9ine vibes I'm a felon you know I ain't telling, I'm Choo'n and no, I won't switch my sides I thought I told you not to drop Folk I thought I told you not to drop Choo I was searching and looking for Fivio Fuck around and got addy on Gwuapo Yeah, he still complaining, and he still tryna be famous But bullets don't care if you hot bro “Baby, you should take heat”, that's the silly sounds of Jay Gwuapo We don't gotta kill him, look, we could just rob him and drill him And show him he not bro We remove the cheese from his nachos, sike, we knock the meat out his tacos And if you getting money, then why you condoning the same shit that got Pop smoked And I just find it funny it's 2020 so stop repping a set that you're not bro Baby, a lot of niggas really hate me I pop a perc and go crazy, spin the Ville, and look for Jaydee But the Choodie just hit me while I'm in pursuit and told me, "Jaydee locked for a rape charge" And I'm not tryna say that he might get convicted but y'all know what happens in state yards For a rape charge? I swear to my momma I hate y'all If they find another llama, that's 8 y'all I'ma start on a couple people that want me gone, but I'ma shoot first I'm a face card So I guess it's looking like 8 y'all, I'm lying I'm doing the race y'all It's a sign my soul keep on crying, I'm liable to probably up it on jakes y'all Dead opps, I can see them in you, fuck a deal I don't need a venue This a hit list, for the lit Crips and the fake Woo's just to be continuedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
