I'm Finna Shoot You (Remix)

(Hit a button, Morty, give me a beat)

(Oh, man, okay, alright, um)

Rrah, rrah, boom, boom, boom

Look at him, he runnin', he pussy

**** said **** higher than a bitch, no cap, you know what I'm sayin'?

**** die every day, you know what I'm sayin'? We slidin' on opps (RaeSam on the beat)

And **** scared, **** pussy, you know what I'm sayin'? (Pussy, yuh, rookie)

He chicken like soup, **** know what I do

If the opps pull up, then you know what to do

Glock with a dick and that **** a swoop

So it bust in his face every time that I shoot

Glock on my hip make him dip like tenders in ketchup

Boy tried to walk with his chest up

Gave him eight shots, and they told him to rest up

If you in the car wit' my ho, it's a setup

Damn, you ugly, I'm finna shoot you

These bullets connect like Bluetooth

Glock 26 give him face like ooVoo

Heard a **** said, what, he gon' shoot who?

I know I'm janky, thought it was cool

It's only the shooters allowed in this room

So many sticks, I don't know what to choose

I feel like Go Yayo, 'cause I got the boom

I'ma get rich and still shoot ****

No, we not nothin' like you industry ****

R.I.P., bullets get into you, ****

You reach for my chain, that's the end of you, ****

This ain't nothin' new, I been fuckin' hos

We pull out that bag and we uppin' them poles

Look at the score, **** know how I go

We like poppin' ****, it never get old

Reach for my gun, you gotta be bold

Let me see yo' gun, and I'm keepin' that ho

Reach for it back, he gon' bleed in this ho

Martin Luther King, gon' dream in this ho

Fuck all the scopes, we got beams in this ho

We play with the sticks, smokin' weed in this ho

She eat me up with no teeth in this ho

And she gotta get out, she can't sleep in this ho

**** act dumb, if he skip on my blunt

I'ma shoot that ho up and run in with a pump

Fruity-ass ****, you finna get punched

You know I be steppin', you finna get stomped

Catch, he be dissin', we doin' him dirty

Slide on Thanksgiving, turn him to a turkey

Red bandana, it's wrapped on the .30

I just want the top, quit sayin', "don't hurt me", yeah

I might go cop me a bitch

Like a while back, I shot me a bitch

Boy, you a opp and a cop and a bitch

You run in the spot and get shot in this bitch

He thought he was on it 'cause he kinda buff

Eric start shootin', you not so tough

Me and KD, we gon' pop out the cut

You know how I get if he say that it's up

Brodie thinkin' it's sweet, 'cause I be in the 'Ville

Ask 'bout me, I been in the field

I was 15 when it start gettin' real

Caught me a face on my first drill

Shoot with two hands, they know I got skill

Shot in the clip, two opps got spilled

Got shot in the hand, I ain't like how it feel

Shot bro off the gate now my shit sealed

I'm ready for combat, war

Call up lil' Cyraq, score

Hundred shots, we got more

Hole in his face, uh, sore

Link two killers, it's finna get bad

Another opp died, I could just laugh

We all in the party, well, I'm finna spaz

I'm finna crash, shootin' the crowd

Damn, you ugly, I'm finna shoot you

These bullets connect like Bluetooth

Glock 26 give him face like ooVoo

Heard a **** said, what, he gon' shoot who?

I know I'm janky, thought it was cool

It's only the shooters allowed in this room

So many sticks, I don't know what to choose

I feel like Go Yayo, 'cause I got the boom