Shotta Flow 7 (feat. Lil Mabu) (Remix|Explicit)

Yeah yeah
I jumped the gun
LE Top Shotta
YGA
Bomb like Al-Qaeda
Had to put a real shooter on this ************
Finale finito uh
Gang gang YGA grrah
Yeah
Grrah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I was missin' in action like Chrisean tooth
Tay Keith **** these niggas up
Back leg loose like a nigga had to poot
I'm a God in Memphis who bigger than me
Who bigger than me
**** that they did I did at sixteen
Sixteen
He flexin' his money we know that he broke
Know that he broke
D**k in her mouth NLE throat coat
He pressed by the girl that ******* the city
He tender
He tender
We call him Diddy
Let's go
Chopper so big knock the weight off Biggie
Brr brr brr
I'm somethin' like p***y this ****'ll get sticky
Got millionaire mode I don't plan on glitchin'
I'm back nigga like I had an addiction
Dropped him let's go ooh
He couldn't take those nah
Switches and Dracos yeah
Shooters on payroll
Nigga don't want no smoke they Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
We'll show up at your door like a U-Haul
U-Haul
Lil' nigga big pistol stand tall
Stand tall
Quick to pop a nigga a*s like a Adderall
Adderall
Shakin' the spot like an a*s or somethin'
A*s or somethin'
Lil' bruh sped he crash for nothin'
Crash for nothin'
Walk out the house with a mask and gun
Mask and gun
Better hold your breath like an asthma pump
Move like the Pope hundred some shots in the Ghost
Brrah
Better think twice don't approach
Brrt brrt
No regular Glocks know that it came with a box
We steppin' like shoes and socks
Brrt brrt
One of the realest how can you not mention
We slid out the Civic now Rolls-Royce whippin'
Skrrt
Suckin' and grippin' double jerk and twist it
She killin' my kids like abortion clinics
Shoot him in the tongue he a slut
Mabu got the last lick how it feel bruh
Ha
Type to put an orange tip on a real gun
I could up a Nerf I bet they still run
You straight
Mabu took your bae
On god
You should know I don't swing that way
Nuh-uh
You owe me cash for the fame
I don't owe you no a*s okay
We'll leave a nigga blue in the face
How a nigga want the fade
Knowin' he had to go to jail the next day
P***y boy
You somethin' like my ***** Rose Toy
KKK got Ks on Ks
Wanna **** Kim K and make Kanye watch
Mr. Take Your Bae YGA
Ayy
I like fun games treat a bun like a box
Ayy squeeze it pop it his top crop it
How you a real nigga beatin' your Barbies
Killer
Stop it football prospect
Rather ask Floyd Mayweather "Come box me"
I don't wanna box I got a stick
Boom boom
I boxed your ***** and I busted her lip
*****
As a minor
On god
And not the lip with her saliva
Body part rhymes with China
China
You know I had to get behind her
Behind her
Nut in her eyes gotta blind her
Oops blind her
No face no case reminder
Reminder
Ayy yeah yeah
Mabu good at the cookout
Every hood every trap house
On his block we gon' stake out
And I'm givin' out free clout
Box 'em up like takeout
Let's go let's go let's go
I might just O- **** that
Ayy **** that
Percs killin' slow- **** that
Say **** that
If I see his ho- **** that
Come here
Last Shotta flow- **** that
Come here
**** it **** it **** it **** it **** it **** it
**** it **** it **** it **** it **** it **** it
**** it **** it
He flushin'
**** it
Mabu NLE we bustin'
Top Shotta Top Shotta Top Shotta
Better blow that ***** if you clutchin'
YGA YGA NLE
Lil' bruh he'll spin for nothin'
YGA
Gave his a*s a Perc' 30 on God
Mabu