Shooter - John Gabbana

You ain’t no shooter my nigga, you bluffing

Come round this way, I’m bussing

Yo enemies come, you running

My enemies come, I’m gunning

You can’t buy that shit, no touching

Any money I touch, I’m doubling

Bring yo bitch round me, I’m fucking

Within the first 3 seconds, I’m nutting

I know you see the drip, my nigga

Is you a Blood or Crip, my nigga

Let’s roll up a zip my, nigga

Fuck hoes in the whip my, nigga

That’s right, I’m horny

A lot of rap niggas corny

A lot of these rap niggas bore me

So I’ma do me, don’t worry

Fuck it, let’s stick to the story

Yes, on my papers I still got that glizzy

You niggas some hoes, always caught in your feelings

The Devil can make anything look appealing

To go back to jail, I am willing

So buss at me, bitch, I’ma buss back

I will not play with you rugrats

I’m down to fuck, but can’t cuff that

Bitch, go back to where your stuff at

Pussy ass niggas be woofin'

In real life, you niggas be shookin' (Pussy!)

Start dissing my name, you might get the reaction you want

When I know that I shouldn’t, but I can’t control it

And I think they know it

I try so hard not to show it

My choppa sing like a poet

Like every high note, it can hold it

Got out of jail and started back thugging (Got out of jail and started back

thugging)

Gained some weight cause I’ve been grubbing (Gained some weight cause I’ve been

grubbing)

Gucci shades on, don’t I look stunning?

(My Gucci shades on, don’t I look

stunning?)

They like, «What is he becoming?»

(Uh-huh) Middle fingers up, I’m stunting

(Gabbana)

You ain’t no shooter my nigga, you bluffing

Come round this way, I’m bussing

Yo enemies come, you running

My enemies come, I’m gunning

You can’t buy that shit, no touching

Any money I touch, I’m doubling

Bring yo bitch round me, I’m fucking

Within the first 3 seconds, I’m nutting

I know you see the drip, my nigga

Is you a Blood or Crip, my nigga

Let’s roll up a zip my, nigga

Fuck hoes in the whip my, nigga

That’s right, I’m horny

A lot of rap niggas corny

A lot of these rap niggas bore me

So I’ma do me, don’t worry

Fuck it, let’s stick to the story

You ain’t no shooter, who you gon' shoot?

(Who you gon' shoot?)

You ain’t no shooter, who you gon' shoot?

(Who you gon' shoot?)

You ain’t no shooter, who you gon' shoot?

(Who you gon' shoot?)

You ain’t no shooter, who you gon' shoot?

(Who you gon' shoot?)

You ain’t no shooter my nigga, you bluffing

Come round this way, I’m bussing

Yo enemies come, you running

My enemies come, I’m gunning

You can’t buy that shit, no touching

Any money I touch, I’m doubling

Bring yo bitch round me, I’m fucking

Within the first 3 seconds, I’m nutting

I know you see the drip, my nigga

Is you a Blood or Crip, my nigga

Let’s roll up a zip my, nigga

Fuck hoes in the whip my, nigga

That’s right, I’m horny

A lot of rap niggas corny

A lot of these rap niggas bore me

So I’ma do me, don’t worry

Fuck it, let’s stick to the story