PLENTY OF SHOTS lyrics

[Intro: Sha EK]
Uh-huh (Run that up, Rico)
Lil' b*tch
Back with another one
Bow, bow, bow, uh-huh
Uh-huh (Suck my di*k)
Lefty with me (Uh-huh)
OGz the f*ck up, brrta

[Chorus: Lefty Goon & Sha EK]
Spin through the T’s, we got two, three choppers (Uh-huh)
Jackin' the Gz, better shoot or get shot (Gang, gang, gang)
If you in the field, you gotta move proper (Uh-huh)
Clutchin' the .9 ’cause I'm ready to flock
b*tches, they on me, they just suckin' c*ck (Smokin' on Lotti)
Don't give 'em the addy, they might get the drop
Call up the Hill, they gon' up it and pop (Uh huh, Run that up, Rico)
Plenty of shots just for the opps
Spin through the T's, we got two, three choppers
Jackin’ the Gz, better shoot or get shot (Boom, boom)
If you in the field, you gotta movе proper (Brrt)
Clutchin’ the .9 'cause I’m rеady to flock (Uh-huh)
b*tches they on me, they just suckin' c*ck
Don't give 'em the addy, they might get the drop (Gang, gang, gang)
Call up the hill, they gon’ up it and pop (Grrt)
Plenty of shots just for the opps
[Verse 1: Sha EK]
I been on different timin' with the opps
Since they took B-Diddy, I'm makin' it hot
Brrt, brrt
That's what you heard when that n*gga tried to bunny hop
That b*tch like Woo Lotti, but she let me slap
We spin through the front and we leave through the back
Uh-huh, we spin through the front and we leave through the back (Run that up, Rico)
We better not catch an opper
Brodie, just pass me the knocker
Spin through the [?] and the Hav
Don't forget when we ran into AB
Woo Lotti a b*tch, he died for being mixy
D's in the stu' with the stitchy
Jay Gz, they sleepin', we run in the spot (Uh huh)
Like, Louie got hit with a bat
Dummy got took off the map
Like, Edai got hit on his birthday
And brodie came home off a pill
Can't beef with the opps 'cause they tell
We booted up, n*ggas too ill
Can't beef with the opps 'cause they tell (Die Gz)
We booted up, n*ggas too— Brrt, uh huh (Run that up, Rico)

[Chorus: Lefty Goon & Sha EK]
Spin through the T's, we got two, three choppers
Jackin' the Gz, better shoot or get shot (Gang, gang, gang)
If you in the field, you gotta move proper (Gang, gang, gang)
Clutchin' the .9 'cause I'm ready to flock (Boom, boom)
b*tches, they on me, they just suckin' c*ck (Brrt, Die Gz)
Don't give 'em the addy, they might get the drop (Uh huh, grrah, grrah, boom)
Call up the Hill, they gon' up it and pop (Uh huh)
Plenty of shots, just for the opps
Spin through the T's, we got two, three choppers (Suck my di*k)
Jackin' the Gz, better shoot or get shot (OGz the f*ck up)
If you in the field, you gotta move proper (Die Drilly)
Clutchin' the .9 'cause I'm ready to flock
b*tches, they on me, they just suckin' c*ck (Like, most of my opps died to the pokey)
Don't give 'em the addy, they might get the drop
Call up the Hill, they gon' up it and pop (Like, most of my opps died to the pokey)
Plenty of shots, just for the opps (Gang, gang, gang)