Shooter2x (feat. 21 Savage)

I'mma say it 2 times with this money, money, on me, on me Gang! We ain't playin' with this niggas man Ay we different nigga Boss shit! I just say it 2 times with this money, money and it's on me, on me Why you tweakin' ain't my homie, homie (Gang!) Get this cash, cash, I just want it fast, fast I'mma spaz, spaz, get on yo' ass, ass (Gang! Gang!) No need for vest, vest Aim, aim, hit, hit, a chance, chance yes, yes (Dope) Shooters, shooters with me, with me Why you playin' 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s (Gang!) Get the shots nigga, woah (21) That stick gon' sweep a nigga up, you better not hit the floor SWAT team, Miles Burke, comin' through the door (21) Tommy gun woah Trench coat woah Lil' bitch I know you heard how Young Savage scrap the bowl (skrt) Motorola beepin' (21) VVSs fleekin' (fleek) Lil Durk he got the 30 on him, he might get to tweakin' (21) I just pulled up on yo' main bitch and you know she freaky (ya dig) She know I ain't no sleeper (I dig) Time to call a uber (21) Young Savage man I bought a draco for my shooter (21, 21) MAC 11 smoke yo' baby daddy like some hookah (ya dig) We got Glocks, Ks, TECs, nigga and bazookas (straight up) Clip long like a ruler (straight up!) I just say it 2 times with this money, money and it's on me, on me Why you tweakin' ain't my homie, homie (Gang!) Get this cash, cash, I just want it fast, fast I'mma spaz, spaz, get on yo' ass, ass (Gang! Gang!) No need for vest, vest Aim, aim, hit, hit, a chance, chance yes, yes (Dope) Shooters, shooters with me, with me Why you playin' 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s (Gang!) Me I just came out of poverty I just spend 50 on property I'm from the streets to the gun violence Glocks annihilate you probably I pour up a four for my dead guys My hood is more than a block to me I keep a jock on me, a couple killas ain't no opps with me Bitches want sex I want all mouth We be them niggas they talkin' 'bout I'm saucin' I'm walkin', I'm Wayne now Don't treat I'm coolin' with gang now Overdose I'm like Wayne now Before we was strapped like Girbaud jeans Now we spend 50 on chains now And we put 50 on things now Booty died from dialysis Opp niggas was the happiest The city know we be wacking shit Real killa, ain't know accident Crackin' calls with the MACs and shit Got the pounds and I'm matchin' shit Guns and dope in the mattress shit Fuck nigga with the actin' shit Gang! I just say it 2 times with this money, money and it's on me, on me Why you tweakin' ain't my homie, homie (Gang!) Get this cash, cash, I just want it fast, fast I'm a spaz, spaz, get on yo' ass, ass (Gang! Gang!) No need for vest, vest Aim, aim, hit, hit, a chance, chance yes, yes (Dope) Shooters, shooters with me, with me Why you playin' 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s, 50s (Gang!