Shapow! lyrics

[Chorus]
I got that gun to your head
I got that gun to your head
I got that gun to your neck
I got that gun to your head
I got that gun to your head
I got that gun to your neck

[Verse 1]
Gucci printed goggles all up in my f*cking face (ya b*tch)
pus*y so crunchy just like a Frito lay
Chopping out the uber with the backwood
That's my shoota talking all that f*ck sh*t
Ain't no bullets in your ruger
One time for your b*tch
And she hear me f*cking talking
And I'm f*cking [?]
With your b*tch she hear me walking
And I'm in the back front seat big body
And I got your b*tch, she got a big body

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