NS2 - Shoota

It’s death before disloyalty, it ain’t no disrespecting me

Bitch we bout a check so you niggas know ain’t no checking me

Mac with an extension turn a nigga to a Rest In Peace

Woke up with my cousin gone, with your shordy next to me

We just hit that nigga block, we gotta lay low

And if we kicked a nigga door, he never came home

Ain’t talking Suge but they want my ass on Death Row

Nigga your shordy for the gang, keep her legs closed

We sending shots, the opps be ducking through the headphones

I’m at the point where I don’t even want my friends close

And my niggas don’t play no games, no Nintendo’s

But fuck that liquor, ain’t no shots but we send those

Them pussy niggas gas you up, ain’t no Petro

And I don’t rock Balenciaga’s but I’m ten toes

He drowning in them bullets nigga, call it breaststroke

Don’t get too comfortable, I’m moving to the next hoe

Heaven sent but I’m coming out the hellhole

Nigga run up, DBD gone up the death toll

My wifey with me, put them thotties in the friend zone

He acting shady, ain’t no safety, that’s a headstone

Police taping off, bitch I’m taking off

I still break the law, I’m still making guap

Bitch I’m blazing hot, niggas taking shots

Ima pray to God, take my safety off

Police taping off, bitch I’m taking off

I still break the law, I’m still making guap

Bitch I’m blazing hot, niggas taking shots

Ima pray to God, take my safety off