Bustdown wrist put a rocks on AP
All these broke boys cant match my shit
I js pulled up on the lambo truck no butterfly doors
Im go swervin this shit
All of my homies we catchin a body
We aim on the opps when we shoot we dont miss
I js be rollin them weed
I aint catchin no stain
All my homies gon ride till the end
Shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
I js gon ride wit my dawg
I dont trust in these hoes
Nah fr keep ur bitch on the leash
Superstar status
My drip its the latest
And all of these hoes they be out of my league
All of these opps they be snitchin on me
Js like snake in the grass
I can hear when they hiss
Antisocial i dont shakin no hands
Imma do on my own
Never need no assist
Shooters
Iced out my chain
Whole lotta rocks put vvs on my rings
Hunnids and 50's got cash on my banks
All of these rappers they cant understand
My shit is real i dont doin no rent
I am the hype you gon follow the trend
Yall js a side cz you know im the main
Shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Bustdown wrist put a rocks on AP
All these broke boys cant match my shit
I js pulled up on the lambo truck no butterfly doors
Im go swervin this shit
All of my homies we catchin a body
We aim on the opps when we shoot we dont miss
I js be rollin them weed
I aint catchin no stain
All my homies gon ride till the end
Shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
We gon sendin sum shots
We pulled up on ur block
Its gon be homicide
Im on top and ur not
All these bitch know im up
All these bitch wanna slide
Ill never gon flop
Always be on the top
Everytime that i drop
Im always on spot
Everytime that i shot
Never missin no dots
Came from the bottom
I came from the struggle
My life like a puzzle
But ill stay on my grind
I keep it one hunnid
I dont call out no names
You know that i got em
Comitted no crimes
Southside jakarta i rap from my city
Put my hood on the map
Yea u know we gon slide
Go around the globe
We gon do overseas
Got the crowd goin lit
Make the planet colide
Shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Bustdown wrist put a rocks on AP
All these broke boys cant match my shit
I js pulled up on the lambo truck no butterfly doors
Im go swervin this shit
All of my homies we catchin a body
We aim on the opps when we shoot we dont miss
I js be rollin them weed
I aint catchin no stain
All my homies gon ride till the end
Shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters
Oh came wit the shooters
Whole lotta straps and we came with the shooters