Текст песни Aim N Fire - El Shoota

Chris K

Yeah
All my opps they hiddin
Niggas put up, they ain't doin
No slidin
Niggas, they watchin' like spies
Tryna keep up, get in line
I came with duty, and he got the Cutter
Tb, you wanna get lined
What can I say,was born with a Gift
Aim with percision and fire

Dark skinned bitch she fuckin Me good
I already know she ain't mine
Shawty get creamy when I grab her hips
She take the D from behind
Know I'm a player, and I keep a P
I cannot fuck with no swine
These niggas really be hatin' on the mo'fucka low
I see the look in your eyes
Hallow tips fly out the barrel
like uh
Round after round out the Barrrl, like, yeah
Know im dat dude when I step on the scene
Niggas can't stand me, they gon
Need a chair
You know I came with the fam
Shoota too raw
You know I'm goin' in bare
I was just down on my D, and I got it up
I had to climb up the stairs

I be like fuck you mean had to Muscle up
I been cuttin' ties, you get tummy tucked
Gettin money bitch but she still a slut
Momma told me never trust a bitch
Yeen got shit
If yeen got trust, grove baby, do No pump fakin
It's the shoota baby, I'm a one
of-one
I'm tryna see my opponent
Spin on your block, take a pic For the moment
I been on the grind like Tony
I'm on your ass, donkey
All these bullets, they rain on yo ass
You really thought it was stormin
If a nigga Ever come tell you I'm fake
Call em a rocket he launchin

All my opps they hiddin
Niggas put up, they ain't doin
No slidin
Niggas, they watchin' like spies
Tryna keep up, get in line
I came with duty, and he got the Cutter
Tb, you wanna get lined
What can I say,was born with a gift
Aim with percision and fire