Lil Shooter lyrics

Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut him in his sh*t make a smart n*gga stupid
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut you in yo sh*t turn a smart n*gga stupid

I can pull my gate out, pus*y n*gga laid out
I'm coming in your house I ain't shooting up no playground
It's click clack b*tch get back
Everything retarded
I might shoot your son but i'll never shoot your daughter

I told myself Bayou Classic in New Orleans
(What you saying)
So i'll wack you in New Orleans
Back to back you in them foreigns
Come and snatch you and just sport it
Don't be asking about no murders
Young n*ggas come and serve us
Now look at my lil shooter
You asking for respect which I demand it
You n*ggas got blood in your panties
Shot your brother just to keep it in the family
Old rusted 44, you know me nothing fancy
(I like to cha cha)
A 38 revolver do the dancing
Money across the room all kind i demand it
(Come here cowboy)
(Get right)
(f*ck your song)
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut him in his sh*t make a smart n*gga stupid
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut you in yo sh*t turn a smart n*gga stupid

Now look at my lil shooter (Check him out)
Body game official
Ivan, bleek, ghost, leaf, fam boy I need shooters
All of us are dangerous, we leave you with the fishes
Rule em like I got em boy you know I shoot terrific
Got a son he getting it done he calling it homework
(I need some homework)
Where you popped him at n*gga
In his dome first
Check mate
I play while all the feds play, I boss talk
(I boss talk)
They say Marlo where my shooter, don't know what you talking about
Don't be playing around my way I let the vultures out
You want rap beef you gone get cold
What you gone rap about
Tap you out
Look at all my lil n*ggas on that side there
sh*t i'm a gangsta boo I love ya
We ain't packing for decoration
It's back to back with that yack, we gone stupid
Hope your crews got your 2's, this a cake bake n*gga
Send my b*tch to go snatch it, this a day break n*gga
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut him in his sh*t make a smart n*gga stupid
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut you in yo sh*t turn a smart n*gga stupid

Now look at my lil shooter, got the beem by the mussle
He was muscles till I showed him how to hustle
Gave him a brick Glock 40 with the di*k
(Tell that n*gga cut the check or you gonna shoot him in his sh*t)
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he handsome
I think it's miss Ruby grandson
We get you and your man, that's an And 1
That lil bed, leave him flat like a Samsung
Now look at my lil shooter, he be cutching
South side, Queensboro, we be thugging
I'm the wrong n*gga you want to f*ck with
With that beefing all in that club sh*t
Snatch the T off of that Trukfit
Dump your body off in that tub b*tch
Now look at my lil shooter, Keep that AK
Broad day caught him slipping on that freeway
Them n*ggas say I send hits and lay back, boss move
Four n*ggas in one car, red em up, car pool
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut him in his sh*t make a smart n*gga stupid
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut you in yo sh*t turn a smart n*gga stupid

Yea there go that dey dey
Creeping with his AK
Boy i'm a shooter, i been a shooter
And when i'm drugged out b*tches it's mayday
f*ck him and his brother
Go grab a cut up
I just got me a body go f*ck you without a rubber
It's murder its not a problem
I swear boy you bout get trouble
Its what toby did him I got em
After that he shot his brother
My life is just like a movie n*gga
Where be danny glover
Now get some cover sh*t you ugly

Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut him in his sh*t make a smart n*gga stupid
Now look at my lil shooter, ain't he shooting
Been praying for a body, won't he do it
Now look at my lil shooter, no sudden movements
Cut you in yo sh*t turn a smart n*gga stupid