letra de shotta flow 3 remix - sge ant
[intro]
no way jose
ant money
[chrous]
run up dem bands off a play wit my n-ggas
we blitzin’ sh-t like we played for the steelers
my k!llers official we shoot like da clippers
ain’t no other option all we know is trap
put d-ck in yo b-tch then i’m kickin’ her out
and we throwin’ bullets the opps runnin’ routes, and dem n-ggas don’t know us they dissin’ for clout
[verse 1]
kick in yo door b-tch we came for the funds, that b-tch got a cheek so i’m grippin’ her buns
smokin’ yo homie dope k!lling my lungs, i walk in the party i’m clutchin’ my gun
watch where you steppin’ don’t step on these ones, these hollows they hot burning sh-t like the sun
fn got a light and it came with a drum, all my n-ggas reckless we shoot sh-t for fun
i pop me a x then i roll like a wheel, yo b-tch eating d-ck betta’ tell her to chill
don’t come out the house b-tch we stay in the field, we aim for the head cause we shooting to k!ll
i’m in the stu eating beats like a meal, he talk out his neck then his scalp gettin’ peeled
got n-ggas in jail waitin’ on that appeal, and i ain’t gone stop till i sign me a deal
[verse 2]
i stay with da gang b-tch we takin’ ova, walk up and pop you then hop in a rover
we don’t shoot from distance we get a lil closer, he don’t really got it his ass is a poser
i stay off da drugs b-tch i’m neva sober, 40 it heat him put him in a toaster
pour me a 8 it got me moving slower, dope smell like a skunk yea this sh-t got a odor
yo mans steady thinking he tough with dat bl!ck, then that n-gga gone die wit dat b-tch
zaydoe got the chrome hollows heat up his dome, bullets gonna start flyin’ and sh-t
my shooters they thirsty they don’t show remorse, now yo mama she cryin’ and sh-t
why this b-tch keep on watchin’ my page leave my alone, i ain’t with all dat spyin’ and sh-t
[chrous]
run up dem bands off a play wit my n-ggas
we blitzin’ sh-t like we played for the steelers
my k!llers official we shoot like da clippers
ain’t no other option all we know is trap
put d-ck in yo b-tch then i’m kickin’ her out
and we throwin’ bullets the opps runnin’ routes, and dem n-ggas don’t know us they dissin’ for clout
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