Lyrics We Uh Shoot (feat. Lil Durk) - Lil Durk , Polo G
Hmm,
mm,
mm
Hmm-mm,
mm-mm
Huh
We
got
the
guns,
we'll
shoot
No,
I
ain't
worried
'bout
what
he'll
do
Inside
this
Louis
book
bag,
all
you
see
is
blue
I
just
stuck
to
the
plan,
had
to
see
it
through
And
I
ran
up
them
bands,
you
could
see
the
proof
Penthouse
on
the
top
floor,
you
should
see
the
view
If
I
walk
in
the
strip
club,
bunch
of
bad
bitches
I
might
need
me
like
three
or
two
I
pop
the
pill,
it's
ready
to
drop
Lil'
bro
wanna
kill,
he
ready
for
opps
Aimin'
with
skills,
spaghetti
his
top
How
you
a
stepper?
You
steady
gettin'
shot
We
sellin'
rocks
and
blows,
I
got
control
Start
trappin'
and
married
the
block
Before
we
was
rockin'
shows,
was
cockin'
poles
In
the
cut
with
the
heaviest
Glock
This
shit
No
Auto,
but
I
fuck
with
Polo,
but
I
cannot
charge
him
'cause
he
one
of
mine
(go)
I
had
a
Drac'
that
shoot
like
one
of
my
switches,
they
comin'
out
two
at
a
time
(man,
what?)
They
don't
got
homes
for
us,
they
knock
on
the
door
like
Jehovah
Witness,
this
not
a
surprise
Dead
opps,
got
YouTube's
funniest
moments,
I
do
like
'em
better
alive
Better
believe,
just
don't
believe
the
memes,
they
judgin'
me
off
my
eyes
Better
believe,
the
feds
gon'
use
them
Clubhouse
clips
all
in
your
trial
I
know
you
a
killer
from
back
in
the
day,
but
you
ain't
catch
one
in
a
while
I'm
so
player,
told
'em
don't
backdoor
you
whenever
your
family
around
They'll
FaceTime
you
just
to
verify,
they
be
killin'
niggas
for
that
bag
(come
here)
I
say
certain
shit
around
certain
niggas
'cause
I
know
you
gon'
go
back
and
say
it
(come
here)
I
know
you
would
tell
on
me,
you
would
tell
everything
your
daddy
did
to
your
mama
I
know
a
real
killer
sip
promethazine,
live
a
few
blocks
from
Obama
(frrt)
So
you
a
bear?
Just
imagine
what
a
ten
millimeter'll
do
to
a
goat
You
know
I'm
a
street
nigga
'cause
one
of
my
old
managers
was
sellin'
dope
And
I
learned
from
the
robbers,
bitch,
it's
summertime,
why
you
got
on
a
coat?
And
he
a
cool
nigga,
I
seen
what
happened
to
PnB,
nigga,
the
GOAT,
yeah
We
got
the
guns,
we'll
shoot
No,
I
ain't
worried
'bout
what
he'll
do
Inside
this
Louis
book
bag,
all
you
see
is
blue
I
just
stuck
to
the
plan,
had
to
see
it
through
And
I
ran
up
them
bands,
you
could
see
the
proof
Penthouse
on
the
top
floor,
you
should
see
the
view
If
I
walk
in
the
strip
club,
bunch
of
bad
bitches
I
might
need
me
like
three
or
two
Gone
off
a
Perc',
how
the
murderers
sleep
at
night,
tell
me
turn
up
the
streets,
I
might
My
killer
told
me
been
steppin'
on
shit
for
so
long
that
it
startin'
to
increase
my
height
Creepin'
down
they
block,
you
won't
see
no
lights,
Glock
go,
"Bah!",
I
need
your
life
Hop
out
and
get
'em,
we
scream,
"Go
twice,"
lil'
Chrome
sippin'
on
lean,
no
ice,
uh
Ran
up
them
M&M's
and
I
hang
with
nothin'
but
some
millionaires
and
some
murderers
Catch
him,
we
killin'
him,
you
just
in
the
way,
pussy
nigga,
we
ain't
never
heard
of
ya
I
might
boot
up
off
a
pill
when
I'm
turnin'
up,
bitch,
you
fuck
with
the
opps,
you
ain't
hurtin'
us
Try
to
rob
me,
I'm
catchin'
a
murder
one,
bullets
hot
like
Usher,
he
burnin'
up
We
got
the
guns,
we'll
shoot
No,
I
ain't
worried
'bout
what
he'll
do
Inside
this
Louis
book
bag,
all
you
see
is
blue
I
just
stuck
to
the
plan,
had
to
see
it
through
And
I
ran
up
them
bands,
you
could
see
the
proof
Penthouse
on
the
top
floor,
you
should
see
the
view
If
I
walk
in
the
strip
club,
bunch
of
bad
bitches
I
might
need
me
like
three
or
two
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