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Shoota
394
Hip-Hop/Rap
Shoota was released on April 28, 2020 by No Fake Love Arts as a part of the album Shoota - Single
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Release DateApril 28, 2020
LabelNo Fake Love Arts
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Renado McFarland jr
Reginald Renado McFarland jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

You ain't scaring nothing ****
Tell them
You ain't scaring nothing
****
You ain't scaring nothing
Oou
I got good aim
I’m not the gun
Bitch I’m the bullet
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin bout he got a shoota
You got a shoota
He got a shoota
Boy mother fuck
Yo shoota
I got a shoota
For your shoota
Fuck yo shoota
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin like he got a shoota
He got a shoota
See I remain the same
And EVERYBODY changed
They only hatin' cuz they lame
That's what I get for showing love
All yall understand is pain
Why you all over here
Its less traffic in yo lane
You don't wanna feel the rain
Used to love brother I
But you plottin' imma crush you
You crossed the line
And I don't trust you
N I get blood thirsty thoughts
When you come up in discussions
We squabble
We can tussle
Got it on me then I'm bussin'
Bar none fade all ****
You ain't scaring nothing
These **** 'round me love me
And
They gone get to bussin'
So you Better get to duckin'
Say
You Better get to duckin'
You scaring nothing ****
You ain’t scaring nothing
Oou
I got good aim
I’m not the gun
Bitch I’m the bullet
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin bout he got a shoota
You got a shoota
He got a shoota
Boy mother fuck
Yo shoota
I got a shoota
For yo shoota
Fuck yo shoota
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin like he got a shoota
He got a shoota
A look
My shoota my shoota
Be riding round
With that Ruger
Kill you in yo sleep
That bitch must
Think he Freddy Kruger
And we stay war ready
Walk with a limp
Cuz it’s heavy
And he stay with it on him
Stay with that bitch
Like they married
Pull up and stalk him out
Nothing to talk about
I’m a lil raspy
Dro got me cotton mouth
Shoota just text me
And say it’s a go
He caught him lacking
He bout to X him out
Out with them hoes
Playing with his nose
And them lil ratchets
Gave up his whereabouts
Then we got to bussing
Singing
You ain’t scaring nothing
Oou
I got good aim
I’m not the gun
Bitch I’m the bullet
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin bout he got a shoota
You got a shoota
He got a shoota
Boy mother fuck
Yo shoota
I got a shoota
For your shoota
Fuck yo shoota
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin like he got a shoota
He got a shoota
See I try not to use
My shoota
But you
Gone make me do it
And he gone make it
Rain down
If I say do it
He writing names down
On bullets
My shoota
Oou
Oou
I got good aim
I’m not the gun
Bitch I’m the bullet
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin bout he got a shoota
You got a shoota
He got a shoota
Boy mother fuck
Yo shoota
I got a shoota
For your shoota
Fuck yo shoota
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down
Howlin like he got a shoota
He got a shoota
Aye look my shoota
And he’ll make it rain
We’ll make it rain
Rain
Rain
You scaring nothing ****
You scaring nothing ****
Written by: Reginald Renado McFarland jr
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