• 标题:50 Shots
  • 歌手:Youngboy Never Broke Again
  • 专辑:Sincerely, Kentrell
  • 卡拉OK评级:1★
  • 语言:en
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    [Intro]
    Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat (Mask on— Mask on—)
    [Chorus]
    Mask on tryna slang the other way (Baow, baow)
    Burn that bitch, take off his face, youngin can't control that Drac'
    You better get out the way or you might be who die today, mm
    Tell 'em bring that shit this way, we gon' see what murder say
    Got my wig on, prolly in the city
    With a dirty stick and some shit that's sticky
    In the murder zone while I'm in their city
    Spin they block around tryna kill the business
    Through this bitch I ain't never scared
    Murder bag tryna get you dead
    Everything around me banging red
    Hunnid rounds aiming, taking off your head
    [Verse 1]
    That's a hit stick with a green flag that's tied around
    Blick shit, catch the whole clique and then we knock 'em down
    Duck, duck, goose, they runnin' around
    Out here tryna pop a duck, no stoppin us
    But they got one bitch that's think he fly, we euthanizing him
    On Henn like Taaka vodka with my partner Herm (Partner Herm)
    Soon as I think I'm falling, tearin' out windows, let our choppers burn
    Niggas talking 'bout they won't see me, shit, let the top down and you see me, bitch
    Got fifty shots, two separate sticks, plan on making shit irrelevant
    FN with that scope on, nigga, this that skully shit
    Starting to think my head gone from these dead skeletons
    Riding round with a redbone, nigga, I don't want the bitch
    Ten grand I'll pass 'round 'cause they just wanna catch me with my
    Depressed bad, I ran out of Xans
    [Verse 2]
    Take the beef, put it in that pan
    Hundred grand to grant Ten out the can
    Pussy nigga hating, **** it, you a fan
    Toting something for to heat you up
    Smoking loud with the windows up
    Jugged the bitch out two hundred grand
    Tell 'em **** 'em, I don't give no ****
    They ain't banging me, but they bang to somethin'
    Where I think he's from I'ma catch the bitch
    I been preying on him with intelligence
    I be starting to think I got murder sense
    Bitch, I think of bread and that money come
    If you say I'm broke, I'm forever bent
    Tell your boyfriend I'm another rich
    Acting nonchalant from that muddy shit
    Dumping G's on that sluggin' shit
    Car full of guns like the Terminator
    Toting something that I'll static with
    Sherhonda ain't never paid for no cable
    Niggas stay riding in a different Benz like a sports-inator (Yeah)
    Get mad on suicidal shit
    Back to the north, tryna get it blazing
    [Outro]
    Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat