paroles de chanson Shot After Shot - Crybaby Cash

I got to say it now
Nigga be talking so much shit
I had to put it on the song cause like
Nigga one of them speakers
One of them bitch speakers
Where the fuck the

Bring in all the hoes
Twin I'm trying to have some fun
Where the fuck the blunt
I ain't smoke nothing in months
Sike, like I lied I just smoked yesterday
I was puffing on some Runtz
Shawty a bottle girl
She was trying to pop the bottle pass it to us
I want shot, after shot, after shot, after shot
He get shot, he get shot, he get shot, he get shot
I'm on Amazon Prime
Everyday I got to shop
I was cooling in the nine
With my lil partners and some thots

And my lil twin was on the line
Talking bout he got the drop
They like "Cash what you been on?"
Oh we know you finna pop
She got a big ole fake booty
I got a needle so it can pop
And I got all these fucking songs in the vault
That I got to drop, yeah
Bitch you can't play up on my top
She want stay up at my crib
You can't stay here with me now
Uh-uh
I got my daughter up in this spot
Got some Ps in the other crib
Cause I can't take em around her now
I got choppas in my fucking storage
Go make me go get em
I caught a flat in my Pirelli tires
Fuck it I got to fill em
Shawty think she ain't really that cute
With them thin lips, so she got to fill em
Say she real slime, but I'm a real big slime
Me and her we twinning
You a lil nigga I got real motion
So you gone get belittled
She got a pussy and it's wet like ocean
I'm going to dive up in it
Thing had caught a nigga flirting with her friend
Now I want be friendly
She had said I fucked her in high school
But I ain't really remember, yeah
That's just a name up on my list
That's a hoe in my collection
Shawty talk, she got a lisp
She just be always wanting to text me
She don't ever want talk for shit
She don't bat her eyes when I get aggressive
She gone let me pop my shit
Pop my shit for real
Pop my shit for real
Pop my shit for real
Pop my shit for real
Went got some motion on a nigga
But I ain't get no deal
It's crazy to me why niggas act like it's hard to keep it real
Okay, I know a junkie bitch fucked up act like she need a pill
Okay that nigga a bitch
You hurt his feelings he think he need to kill
Okay, I'm just gone laugh in a nigga face
Before I start to beef for real
Okay, DM my bitch nigga look at you come on now be for real
I be with some LA IG thots and they ass don't be for real
Come on, these niggas be rapping about selling pounds
But that don't be for real
I don't really like wasting my time
All my bitches, yeah they down
Took my first YouTube check
And I went and bought me some pounds

Come on
Bring in all the hoes
Twin I'm trying to have some fun
Where the fuck the blunt
I ain't smoke nothing in months
Sike, like I lied I just smoked yesterday
I was puffing on some Runtz
Shawty a bottle girl
She was trying to pop the bottle pass it to us
I want shot, after shot, after shot, after shot
He get shot, he get shot, he get shot, he get shot
I'm on Amazon Prime
Everyday I got to shop
I was cooling in the nine
With my lil partners and some thots