Correction Lyrics SHOOTOUT (DUPLICATE DELETE 1) by Robb Bank$

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(I'm working on dying)
Roll the blunt, James, please, bruh
Thank you, my brother
You dig? Greenhearted
Woo, woo, woo
Let's get it
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Uh, uh, uh, uh, spread my wings
Uh, uh, uh, uh, get my lane
Yeah, that's what it is, n***a
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
For real, okay

Opp on sight, shoot a n***a (Yeah)
Cops outside, shootin' n***as (Brr, brr)
Baby momma outside, shoot a n***a (Brr)
Why you walkin' with your chop? Shoot a n***a (Brr, brr)
If you on trial, shoot a n***a (Brr, brr)
All my n***as doin' time, shoot a n***a (Brr)
See a b*t*h you don't like, shoot a n***a (Yeah)
Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider (Yeah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, rah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Fact, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (Ya, digg)
Green beam, I’ma hit my target (Bow)
Got a hundred bands in my pockets
And I got your b*t*h on molly (Rah, rah, rah)

And I got your b*t*h off molly (Facts, yuh)
Top notch spill, no stylist (Yuh)
Got a hundred round drum my closet (Yuh)
Got the Gucci smellin' like gunpowder (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Baby, the ice don't get much louder (SSET)
F**k the priest, don't need no guidance (Brr)
Bet your girlfriend drained my bladder (Woo)
24K golden showers
Got a b*t*h to text me, you would think it's Ripley's
Believe it or not, she said she finna f**k the whole team
I don't really give a f**k for pu**y, money, or lean
You know I love confrontation, tell them drop the addy

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't even gotta say nothing
Pull up in the whip, push b***ons
Rolls-Royce big, it's a Hummer (Vroom)
Man, I hope you don't love her
That girl that you try pop out with, man, I had that b*t*h last summer
Girl like, left eye, aye, uh
Chopper like T.I, aye, uh
Handle my beehive
B*t*h, I got three eyes (Yeah, what?)
Slatt, that's a beehive
Green like key lime
FN got three sights (Slatt)
Mini chopper, that's a P90
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah)
SSET, SSET, SSET, SSET (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, let's get it, let's get it (Falcionia, Lil Uzi)

Pop that perk, that 3 to the 30-inch on my smith and rims
I can't see no hater diamond Cartier on my lens
I turn to Darth Vader, matte-black, yeah, that's on my Benz
Inside red, lightsaber, f**ked your b*t*h like once again
Smoke out the pound, you smokin' out the quarter still, got a b*t*h up in Lauderdale
I just put my d**k up right in your daughter still
My diamonds they water still (Water)
Had to leave 'em b*t*hes sparklin', sparklin' still
'Cause I paid a half a mil'
No, no, no, you don't get no cash for real
I just spent half a reel

I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Rah, rah)
I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (Fact, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (Ya, digg)
Green beam, I’ma hit my target (Bow)
Got a hundred bands in my pockets
And I got your b*t*h on molly (Rah, rah, rah)

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