SHOT CALLER

Yes, sir, these **** be way too iffy

These hoes be way too friendly

Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose

They ain't gotta pick me

Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie

I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm fifty

I know some **** couldn't wait to envy

I'm rockin' Givenchy, Fendi, I got plenty

You never gon' catch a **** playin' with me

Sometimes, we see red, we Trippie

My brother be quick to flip out with the Semi

We shootin' the stick till it's empty

You tempt me, I'm sending you right where the blimps be

I done said it multiple times, but fuck it

I think I'm stuck on ten speed, yeah, yeah

Ooh, you know I'm outta there

It ain't 'bout shit to get **** up outta here

My shooter ain't catchin' no nerve

My shooter don't say no words

He just get you up outta there

You probably wouldn't believe how I got here

I got some people I need, but they not here

I know they gon' mention me, I do not care

We making history, I gotta make 'em remember me

We make a **** a memory

I be kickin' shit like I got more legs than a centipede

I got them **** puzzled every time that I leave

I guess I'm the missing piece

I'm in this shit for the long run

You **** be for the moment, them **** can't roll with me

Everything I do they make it a Kodak moment

Man, I can't even roll in peace

These **** be way too iffy

These hoes be way too friendly

Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose

They ain't gotta pick me

Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie

I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm fifty

I know some **** couldn't wait to envy

I'm rockin' Givenchy, Fendi, I got plenty

I'm the boss, I ain't taking no orders

My diamonds Voss Water

I got bitches all across the border

She say she like my diamonds, Water

She gettin' wet just like my diamonds, Water

I still remember I couldn't afford her

She know I'm a dog, could never be for her, aye

Put the hood on the whole map

You know I run through a whole lotta racks

You know I charge 'em a couple of stacks for a track

Yeah, that's how I be makin' it back

You know if we catch a **** in his act

Puttin' on a show, he will get clapped

I get in the booth, go back to back

These **** can't go track for track