Lyrics Shake Em Off 2 (feat. J- Thugga) - Young Gun

Tell the feds we looking for him straight bullets in the head
Now he laying there they checking his pulse he dead
We came in started stepping they started to tell fear told them stay
Inside all my ops is scared yeah
He wanted to act up so we strapped up
While he's calling for backup we was out there man acting up
We was shooting at the house it was the thot that gave the address
Nothing but the drought ha crazy

Young Gun dancing on the table I be always grateful couldn't care about a label
I'm unstable
Best believe that they try and hate him doesn't matter what I say no
I can never shake em off

Young Gun see my homies on the sunset strip new watch and my chain got the drip
You keep on talking man you really losing grip
Y'all tryna trip manager sent me a script aye
Kill it once then I'll kill it twice get the sugar spice
Then mix the nice going ill like Vanilla Ice
Your phones dry like its mixed in rice not text
In the middle of the night my phones poppin' like every night
Ten AM gotta catch a flight like Bob Barker if the price is right ain't big but my step huge
Fly to Baton Rouge for some creole food I'm a rude dude
When I'm in the booth man I stole your girl for a photoshoot
Ooh ooh look at me now ooh ooh talk to me nice ride the streets
Like Miami Vice at fashion week man I'm rolling dice
I shoot craps I shoot dice man my life is right Red Eyes
I be catching flights limousines with the tinted lights
Harley D I just copped a bike look like lightning with the way
I strike like L's arm lemme grab the mic like twenty three I'm tryna be like Mike

Young Gun dancing on the table
I be always grateful couldn't care about a label I'm unstable
Best believe that they try and hate him doesn't matter what I say
No I can never shake em off