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b-lovee - shottas lyrics
[intro]
grrah, look
where i’m from, it really get gritty
grrah_grrah
[chorus]
b_tch, where i’m from, it really get gritty
she don’t know me, she poppin’ her tittie
it get mixy, i’m flocking the stitchy
don’t try to plot, ’cause them shottas be wit’ me
they gon’ empty, it get risky
bullets hit him, he drop like he tipsy
too tact, in the back of the renty
30 and better, so we clappin’ plenty
[verse 1]
run it up, i do that on the regular
n_gga broke, need to go get his cheddar up
keep baretta tucked, ain’t no lettin’ up
i keep mac on me, that sh_t rеgular
who you settin’ up, ain’t 150, but bro, tryna wet ’em up
i can’t lack for a thot, i bе lettin’ up, i can’t do that
n_gga ducked when i aimed at his durag
and that by had his pole, but ain’t ‘oot back, like who do that
i be smokin’ on lotti, can’t move fast
put a switch on a glock so it shoot fast
let ’em run, hit ’em good off a perc, left ’em numb
made ’em run, ain’t no front when i’m uppin’ the gun
he got hit, tryna put on a front
he a actress, if he throw up that sh_t, we gon’ clap him
i hate goofies, i’m tryna subtract ’em
if he ratted, why n_ggas still jack him?
n_ggas slackin’ but i’m not, bullets hot, make ’em stop
he can’t stand up, his b_tch all on my d_ck ’cause my bands up
caught ’em lackin’ outside so i ran up
tell ’em, “man up”, that’s that fan love
why he saying my name, i’on know homie
i can’t wait till we meet, i’ma show homie
man, i live what i rap, i’ma blow dolie
and i’m real bold, i stood on that block, it was real cold
block hot, i was tuckin’ the steel though
i spot a opp, show ’em how it feel though
[chorus]
b_b_tch, where i’m from, it really get gritty
she don’t know me, she poppin’ her tittie
it get mixy, i’m flocking the stitchy
don’t try to plot, ’cause them shottas be wit’ me
they gon’ empty, it get risky
bullets hit him, he drop like he tipsy
too tact, in the back of the renty
30 and better, so we clappin’ plenty
[verse 2]
30 and better, so we clappin’ more
he talk hot, bullets smackin’ his jaw
spot a y, get to packin’ them all
if 10 in the clip, then i’m clappin’ it all
that’s on bro, i can’t show no remorse
i’ma stand over him if he fall, tryna run
lil thot, wit’ it all, tryna rump
i ain’t goin’ no where if i don’t got the gun
[?] you a b_tch, you was coppin’ a plea in a jail
i’on know you, so stop saying my name for some fans
you like 30, i tote .30, it’s like 30 bands up in my pants
why the f_ck would i worry, get to shootin’ and sh_t, if they rush me, i’m st_rdy
bro, he be geekin’ and sh_t, he might pop ’em a 30
he gon’ slide on the opps wit’ no mercy
i swear i be geekin’ and sh_t, i got ptsd, gotta sleep wit’ the grip
catch a drop on the lo, i’ma squeeze on a b_tch
ain’t no droppin’ my pole, i’ma leave wit’ this sh_t
since a jit, b_tch, i really been active
he got hit, ’cause he really be lackin’
move wocky, and i’m gettin’ to packin’
3 chops when we stuck up on traffic
[chorus]
b_tch, where i’m from, it really get gritty
she don’t know me, she poppin’ her tittie
it get mixy, i’m flocking the stitchy
don’t try to plot, ’cause them shottas be wit’ me
they gon’ empty, it get risky
bullets hit him, he drop like he tipsy
too tact, in the back of the renty
30 and better, so we clappin’ plenty
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