Shoota

You ain't scaring nothing nigga Tell them You ain't scaring nothing Nigga You ain't scaring nothing Oou I got good aim I'm not the gun Bitch I'm the bullet He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin bout he got a shoota You got a shoota He got a shoota Boy mother f*ck Yo shoota I got a shoota For your shoota F*ck yo shoota He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin like he got a shoota He got a shoota See I remain the same And EVERYBODY changed They only hatin' cuz they lame That's what I get for showing love All yall understand is pain Why you all over here Its less traffic in yo lane You don't wanna feel the rain Used to love brother I But you plottin' imma crush you You crossed the line And I don't trust you N I get blood thirsty thoughts When you come up in discussions We squabble We can tussle Got it on me then I'm bussin' Bar none fade all nigga You ain't scaring nothing These niggas 'round me love me And They gone get to bussin' So you Better get to duckin' Say You Better get to duckin' You scaring nothing nigga You ain't scaring nothing Oou I got good aim I'm not the gun Bitch I'm the bullet He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin bout he got a shoota You got a shoota He got a shoota Boy mother f*ck Yo shoota I got a shoota For yo shoota F*ck yo shoota He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin like he got a shoota He got a shoota A look My shoota my shoota Be riding round With that Ruger Kill you in yo sleep That bitch must Think he Freddy Kruger And we stay war ready Walk with a limp Cuz it's heavy And he stay with it on him Stay with that bitch Like they married Pull up and stalk him out Nothing to talk about I'm a lil raspy Dro got me cotton mouth Shoota just text me And say it's a go He caught him lacking He bout to X him out Out with them hoes Playing with his nose And them lil ratchets Gave up his whereabouts Then we got to bussing Singing You ain't scaring nothing Oou I got good aim I'm not the gun Bitch I'm the bullet He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin bout he got a shoota You got a shoota He got a shoota Boy mother f*ck Yo shoota I got a shoota For your shoota F*ck yo shoota He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin like he got a shoota He got a shoota See I try not to use My shoota But you Gone make me do it And he gone make it Rain down If I say do it He writing names down On bullets My shoota Oou Oou I got good aim I'm not the gun Bitch I'm the bullet He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin bout he got a shoota You got a shoota He got a shoota Boy mother f*ck Yo shoota I got a shoota For your shoota F*ck yo shoota He talking pistols But he too pussy To pull it He talkin' down Howlin like he got a shoota He got a shoota Aye look my shoota And he'll make it rain We'll make it rain Rain Rain You scaring nothing nigga You scaring nothing nigga