SHOT CALLER

Yessir These niggas be way too iffy These hoes be way too friendly Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose They ain't gotta pick me Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm 50 I know some niggas couldn't wait to envy I'm rockin' Givenchy, Fendi, I got plenty You never gon' catch a nigga playin' with me Sometimes we see red, we Trippie My brother be quick to flip out with the semi (brrt, brrt) We shootin' the stick 'til it's empty You tempt me, I'm sendin' you right where the blimps be I done said it multiple times but fuck it I think I'm stuck on ten speed (yeah, yeah) Ooh, you know I'm outta here It ain't 'bout shit to get niggas up outta here My shooter ain't catchin' no nerve My shooter don't say no words He just get you up outta there You probably wouldn't believe how I got here I got some people I need but they not here I know they gon' mention me, I do not care We makin' history I gotta make 'em remember me We make a nigga a memory I be kickin' shit like I got more legs than a centipede (centipede) I got them niggas puzzled every time that I leave, I guess I'm the missin' piece I'm in this shit for the long run You niggas be for the moment, them niggas can't roll with me (uh-uh) Everythin' I do they make it a Kodak moment, man, I can't even roll in peace (I be like "why?") These niggas be way too iffy These hoes be way too friendly Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose They ain't gotta pick me Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm 50 I know some niggas couldn't wait to envy I'm rockin' Givenchy, Fendi, I got plenty (ayy, ayy) I'm the boss, I ain't takin' no orders My diamonds Voss water I got bitches all across the border She say she like my diamonds (water) She gettin' wet just like my diamonds (water) I still remember I couldn't afford her She know I'm a dog, could never be for her (arf, ayy) Put the hood on the whole map (yeah) You know I run through a whole lotta racks (racks) You know I charge 'em a couple of stacks for a track Yeah, that's how I be makin' it back You know if we catch a nigga in his act Puttin' on a show he will get clapped I get in the booth, go back to back These niggas can't go track for track Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh