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Artiste : Lil Tecca
Titre : Shooters
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah
(Keep that, Paryo)
(We love you, Tecca)

Shooters, no talkin´
You want it? Then bargain
I got some racks all on my noggin
You talkin´ hot, aim at your noggin
Said that I´m back, it´s trouble (Yeah)
I cannot slack (Yeah), if you want to (Yeah)
I cannot nap, if you want to (Woah)
I cannot lack (Woah), your bro do (Woah)

Woah (Woah), these niggas, they stealin´ the drip (Drip)
I drop a lil´ bag on my fit (Fit)
I get in my bag, make a hit (Hit)
Woah (Woah), you worried ´bout me, you a bitch (Yeah)
All of that gossip lame as shit (Shit now)
They must be sayin´ how Tecca don´t miss (Don´t miss now)

So nonsense (So nonsense), on offense, no, you can´t phase me
Goin´ so fast, skrrtin´ off the scene, feelin´ like a nigga can´t chase mе
That´s your shawty? Then why she call me baby?
Got thе sauce, you can´t find it at Macy´s
I could play all positions, bitch, I feel like I´m KD
Got a Glock and it don´t got a safety
Thoughts trapped, these niggas ain´t showin´ no love
Your ho, she choosin´, ain´t gettin´ money, just know you a dub
Movin´ different when you think you winnin´, are you kidding?
I got bad thots and they say they love just how I´m livin´

Is it me or I´m trippin´? (Yeah), I´m just steady on a mission (Yeah)
Gotta invest the profit, yeah (Yeah), niggas, they bein´ submissive (Yeah)
It just be and my shooters, up in the big body like the movers (Skrrt)
Say that you cool, but I´m coolin´ (Coolin´)
Nigga, I be with my

Shooters, no talkin´
You want it? Then bargain
I got some racks all on my noggin (Oh, yeah)
You talkin´ hot, aim at your noggin (Yeah, ah)
Said that I´m back, it´s trouble
I cannot slack, if you want to
I cannot nap, if you want to
I cannot lack, your bro do (Bro do)

Woah (Woah), these niggas, they stealin´ the drip (Drip)
I drop a lil´ bag on my fit (Fit)
I get in my bag, make a hit (Hit)
Woah (Let´s go), you worried ´bout me, you a bitch (Yeah)
All of that gossip lame as shit (Shit now)
They must be sayin´ how Tecca don´t miss (Don´t miss now)

Woah
(Talk, talk, talk)
(Talk, talk, talk)
(Talk, talk, talk)