Upcoming Concerts for Yung Bleu
Top Songs By Yung Bleu
Similar Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bleu
Vocals
DeJ Loaf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Deja Trimble
Songwriter
Megan Bowie
Songwriter
Michel Sotolongo
Songwriter
Sublab
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Megan Ryte
Recording Engineer
Navi Beats
Producer
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa, your body on mine, you gettin' closer
You know I gotta shoot my shot, you know I gotta shoot my shot
You workin' them legs just like you know some
Let's go to the club, we need to pour some
I think I gotta shoot my shot, I think I gotta shoot my shot
20 racks bustin' at the jeans, 20 racks bustin' at the seam
I need a bad bitch up on my team, I need a bad bitch up on my team
So I gotta shoot my shot with you
[Verse 2]
Gotta shoot my shot just like it's 2K, once I get it poppin' I say touché
We can get it poppin' on a Tuesday, we can get it poppin' on a Tuesday
I'm suckin' on her neck, she be like, "Ooh, bae"
Tell me your flavor, I'll give you a taste
I come with some dick, I don't come with a raise
One taste of this love, I'ma drive you insane
Gotta shoot my shot, I'm a bad bitch getter
I'm a groovy young **** with a pocket full of skrilla
Gucci shoes chinchilla, moon-walkin' like I'm Thriller
She a good soul, she need a real young ****, yeah
[Verse 3]
Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa, your body on mine, you gettin' closer
You know I gotta shoot my shot, you know I gotta shoot my shot
You workin' them legs just like you know some
Let's go to the club, we need to pour some
I think I gotta shoot my shot, I think I gotta shoot my shot
[Verse 4]
Said he need a partner and I fit the job description
The ball is in my court, yeah, it's my decision
He said he tired of the fast living, yeah
He did been through mad women
He know I got my own, ain't no ass kissin'
Big body Benz with a whole red ribbon
Ballin' like Timbs in December, runnin' up M's with my ****
[Verse 5]
At first, I used to spin 'em, country boy, show me how you livin'
I'm from Detroit, you know Eminem?
I used to tell him, miss me like Timbaland
Curve ball like killin' 'em, nobodies, these bitches, I'm killin' 'em
Ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
Imagine me fuckin' you on the sofa, your body on mine, you gettin' closer
You know I gotta shoot my shot, you know I gotta shoot my shot
You workin' them legs just like you know some
Let's go to the club, we need to pour some
I think I gotta shoot my shot, I think I gotta shoot my shot
20 racks bustin' at the jeans, 20 racks bustin' at the seam
I need a bad bitch up on my team, I need a bad bitch up on my team
So I gotta shoot my shot with you
[Verse 7]
My shot, shoot my shot
I gotta shoot my shot, I gotta shoot my shot
Shoot my shot, my shot
Written by: Deja Trimble, Jeremy Biddle, Megan Bowie, Michel Sotolongo, Sublab