letra de tapper religion - blvqboy sway
[chorus]
when i shoot my shot
i make sure that i don’t miss
i’ve been k!lling all these n-ggas with all bullets on their head
i’ll be flexin on them b-tches while they think i’m f-cken death
then i go get my pistol and shoot these b-tches while they flirt
[verse 1]
tapper religion has been the religion for me
i’ve been on the road tryna figure out my destiny
i’ve been fooling all these b-tches saying that i’m f-cken rich
but i had to face the truth
find a way to reach my dream
had to takе the stairs but i elevatеd to the top
when the n-ggas said that i can’t be f-cken on the top
but i thought why not prove a point
and f-cken block their calls
i don’t need no negativity coz i know i’m f-cken hot
i don’t need no fake friends
i’m alright as a loner
i’ll be praying to the lord
asking him to fix my life
i was living like i’m lost
partying till its f-cken dawn
then i hit a double cup and hit the road with my bros
after that we hit the club and f-ck these b-tches like we cold
n-gga please don’t f-ck with me
i’m not like your other b-tch
don’t make me pull out my pistol coz you’ll be in jeopardy
[chorus]
when i shoot my shot
i make sure that i don’t miss
i’ve been k!lling all these n-ggas with all bullets on their head
i’ll be flexin on them b-tches while they think i’m f-cken death
then i go get my pistol and shoot these b-tches while they flirt
[verse 2]
i’m maintaining my composure
i’m tryna keep me calm
i’ll be swaying on these n-ggas coz i’m from the inner south
i’ll be ballin on the field
beg a b-tch to take a pic
while i’m with my other b-tch
i’m a player (yes indeed)
why you tryna meddle in my affairs man you mad you freak
you tryna make a point knowing well that you don’t fit
you wanna be my homie but you acting like a b-tch
you tryna be one of us yet you acting like a snitch
grow a pair be a man
stop acting so f-cken dumb
i’d rather be a loner than to be a lousy clown
i’d rather sell my soul to satan if i f-cken must
they wanna compete knowing well that i’m the king
i won’t make it hard i’ma give em what they want
that’s defeat
i’m the king
[chorus]
when i shoot my shot
i make sure that i don’t miss
i’ve been k!lling all these n-ggas with all bullets their head
i’ll be flexin on them b-tches while they think i’m f-cken death
then i go get my pistol and shoot these b-tches while they flirt
[outro]
when i shoot my shot
i make sure that i don’t miss
i’ve been k!lling all these n-ggas with all bullets on their head
i’ll be flexin on them b-tches while they think i’m f-cken death
then i go get my pistol and shoot these b-tches while they flirt
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