Shottas
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(Dopeman)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Nigga
Fuck all of that shit, nigga
Real shotta, nigga
Pussy
Thirty in my waistline, uh
I'm a savage, nigga, fuck you and that playtime talk
Big Drakey on me daily, knock your face line off
They gave my baby trafficking because the state lines crossed
New Glocky, it shoot better than my last one
Fuck your dead homie, he the opps, shit, he look better in a casket
A hundred thou', I set it in my mattress
VVSs, set 'em in my Rollie, this bitch wetter than Alaska
I'm in East Atlanta with that shit on me
We the type of niggas take your kit off
You like, "Chick, go get your big homie"
Wish a nigga would, I put that stick on him
Hit him with that road, now his shit
Sip funny, this AP cost me brick money
Yeah, niggas ain't no hitters, they play softball
Slide right up on gang and get off on 'em, huh
Put niggas on tees like a golf ball
I just fucked me a lil' thot right at the Hawthorne, ugh