Shooters lyrics

[Intro]
(f*ck the other sh*t, we got Milo on the beat)

[Verse]
Real n*gga, I can never joce (I can never joce)
Just me and Lil Sleaze, ain't nobody else to call (Just me and lil' bro)
b*tch, I'm hundred proof, I bet these other n*ggas fraud (I thought you knew)
This ain't nothin' little, what I'm clutchin' on is large (Ah-ah)
I just squeeze the trigger, it sound like round of applause (Brrt)
Hope you don't think we fightin', 'cause I'll blow you in the mall (Stupid)
And yeah, I might be small, but I'm the coldest of 'em all (Haha)
They congratulate a n*gga, but rеally hopin' that I fall (What the f*ck?)
This ain't Shaq or Curry, but on this court, b*tch, we ball (Ayy)
So we took thе top, and n*gga, no, don't you fall (Ayy)
We was on the block duckin' the cops, f*ck the law (Ayy)
Roll on me, pole on me, hangin' out my drawers (Know I had it)
That is not my brother if he said he ain't involved (Not at all)
You's a cat, n*gga, my mama raised nothin' but dogs
Don't get jacked, n*gga, cuddie tryna come over here and floss (b*tch)
We done cracked n*ggas over they sh*t, even a boss (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Don't get whacked, n*gga, f*ck payin' a price, even a cost (Ah, ah)
Stop, hold on, wait (Hey, what the f*ck?)
Poppa dance, watch me walk him down with this K (Ah, ah)
At Fleming's or Morton's, I'm eatin' shrimp and some steak (I'm eatin' good)
I was gon' f*ck lil' bitty, but brodie told me she stank (Hah)
Don't need nobody, me, myself, and I, I hold my weight (I hold my weight)
But what about you n*ggas? Let me know (Ayy, let me know)
I heard y'all recruit n*ggas, but we don't (Boy, what f*ck?)
Don't f*ck with no new n*ggas, and that's on bro
And that's on bro
Don't f*ck with no new n*ggas, and that's on bro
I heard y'all recruit n*ggas, but we don't