Lyrics Shooter - Freeco

Bad bitch too fine won't touch ya
I just wanna get a vibe won't cuff ya
Got the money with me that's nothing
Big bands I'm not just talking
Came up from the bottom had to make amends
I changed where I was walking
And I'm high as fuck got me swerving them lanes
But I know that twelve be watching
And I called my brother so bring your friend
I know that's your lil twin
Tell her pull up at the studio the gas we got it in
And this lil bitch here a shooter got a gun what type of gen
And she know that I'm a shooter if I shoot its going in

This lil bitch right here a dime but G'd up she toting gens
I can't lie this bitch a freak too ate the dick up with her friend
Tryna get my fam up out this poverty cause this shit ain't gone end
Every lost that a nigga done mother fucking took
Best believe I done took that shit to the chin
All my brothers get pros
All you lil niggas rooks
Y'all don't know what it takes
Just to get you a win
If you want you some pape
Come and cope you a book
Guarantee you can run up a light quick 10
Nah fr aye
You can keep running up bands if you stick to that plan lil nigga for real
Aye
If a nigga talk down on the gang
Best believe we gone pop out the cut with them drills
Ayee
This bitch and her friend they tryna come kick it
Told my brother come pull up we with it
Aye
Got one hand on her neck while I hit from the back
Thought I was spending a night bitch I gotta hit it
Made a promise to myself
Told myself won't let no hoe get in my business
If Freeco ain't engineer ain't no point of engineering

I be going crazy bad lil bitch wanna have my baby
Told her we might make a song this lil pussy singing
Hopped in I'm going dumb this lil shit amazing
And my brother just left with yo friend so tell me what you thinking
What's on your mind I ain't tryna waste time
Cause ima hit it even if its wrong or right
In the yo she told me turn off all the lights
I took her up we get high just like a kite
Knew she was fucking cause I'm balling
Look me in my eyes I look right back no I can't love you
I done had so many one nights you bad but I can't cuff you
Don't be mad it ain't even bout you its just something bout me
Me get in love that's hardly

Bad bitch too fine won't touch ya
I just wanna get a vibe won't cuff ya
Got the money with me that's nothing
Big bands I'm not just talking
Came up from the bottom had to make amends
I changed where I was walking
And I'm high as fuck got me swerving them lanes
But I know that twelve be watching
And I called my brother so bring your friend
I know that's your lil twin
Tell her pull up at the studio the gas we got it in
And this lil bitch here a shooter got a gun what type of gen
And she know that I'm a shooter if I shoot its going in