My Lil Shoota
Hategio
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Ya, ya, ya, uh, uh, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Throw bands up in the room cause my bitch look exotic
He want some smoke with me boy, why you tryna pop it
And we got racks now they made Lil Gio the topic
My bitch bad and she mean, I love it when she drop it
I bought my bro a yop so now he fuckin' wildin
He creepin' for a hat, or creepin' for a wallet
I gave my bro some racks but he still will not stop it
Was coolin' in that trap they said they tryna drop heads
My lil' shooter, my lil' shooter, my lil' shooter
Only head taps, he said that he tryna hit medulas
In the trap bruh, whippin' shit, I'm callin' up my shooter
He just pulled up, bippin' shit, and shootin' out the school bus
My lil' shooter, my lil' shooter, my lil' shooter
My lil' shooter, be bippin' shit, said he might just shoot ya
Call up big bro, the yop ain't clean but we still finna use it
My lil' shooter, be catchin' hats, then hop back on that school bus
My lil' shooter, be drenchin shit, they still ain't come get back
We was geeked up, and rockin' rick while coolin' in the trap
My lil' shooter, gave him some racks, then came back with some straps
Tryna score shit and take em all, yeah take em off the map
Throw bands up in the room cause my bitch look exotic
He want some smoke with me boy, why you tryna pop it
And we got racks now they made Lil Gio the topic
My bitch bad and she mean, I love it when she drop it
I brought my bro a yop so now he fuckin' wylin
He creepin' for a hat, or creepin' for a wallet
I gave my bro some racks but he still will not stop it
Was coolin' in the trap, they said they tryna drop hits