Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shooters & Movers, artist - Quando Rondo. Date of issue: 24.08.2020
Song language: English
Shooters & Movers |
| No cap, ayy |
| We only fly to the birds when we get addicted to cappin' |
| (I feel like I’m on top of the world) |
| Ayy |
| We was on the block ducking one time, yeah |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap (No cap) |
| We made a whole hundred racks out the bedroom mattress, yeah |
| And we made a whole hundred stacks trappin' out the kitchen cabinet, yeah |
| (Q-R-N) |
| Ayy, ayy |
| I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy, grrah) |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap (No cap) |
| In the no drug zone (In the no drug zone), we were grindin' out the trap (Ayy) |
| I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers |
| Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla? |
| (Skrrt) |
| See, it ain’t hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo |
| Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em |
| I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy, steppin') |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap (No cap) |
| In the no drug zone (In the no drug zone), we were grindin' out the trap (Ayy) |
| I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers (Ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla? |
| (Yeah, skrrt) |
| See, it ain’t hard for her to tell that I ball like Carmelo |
| Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em |
| Swerve that Jag' off the lot like a NASCAR (Skrrt) |
| Rolling dope by the pound, we don’t do nothing basic |
| Whole hundred stacks I done got out the backyard |
| Talkin' way out of town, that’s some blood on the corner (Oh) |
| Hit the corner, then blast, gotta make sure my mask on |
| Through the night flip the town with some killers that’s anxious (Ayy) |
| 'Fore I walk out the house, shawty tell me shit dangerous |
| Bros been breaking down pounds, I was waiting for this fame shit |
| I don’t need no new dawgs 'cause I’m cool with the old ones |
| Hit the mall with my crew from the youngest to oldest |
| All it took is a call just to get you exploded |
| I’ma make sure that your neck and wrist frozen |
| If you put up an opp, you might get a Rollie |
| Shawty call me QPac, bishop rich and rollin' |
| We done made a few dollars off two Motorolas |
| Gotta run up that guap just to feed the soldiers |
| Scraping dope out the pot, I done seen my olders (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Scratch a four to a lot, serve it on the corner |
| Free Lil Wooptie he 'bout it with two or three bodies |
| Even up in the county he keep it on him |
| I can’t fuck on that bitch since that ho look exotic |
| I told Luwop and Timmy to keep them hoes (Ayy) |
| Four hundred racks, I don’t think it can fit in my pocket |
| I’ma pull up and post on the street corner |
| I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy) |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap (No cap) |
| In the no drug zone (In the no drug zone), we were grindin' out the trap (Ayy) |
| I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers |
| Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla? |
| (Skrrt) |
| See, it ain’t hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo |
| Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em |
| I post on the block with them shooters and movers (Ayy) |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap (No cap), ayy |
| In the no drug zone (In the no drug zone), we were grindin' out the trap (Ayy) |
| I see the hate in the air through these new Cartiers |
| Should I true blue the coupe or vanilla? |
| (Skrrt) |
| See, it ain’t hard to tell that I ball like Carmelo |
| Bet them youngins gon' shoot when I tell 'em |
| Skrrt |
| I had a true blue, bought a coupe |
| I had to grind super hard just to stack up the blues, ayy |
| Bought a speaker, last promise, I’ma speak the truth, ayy |
| We was on the block ducking one time |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap |
| We was on the block ducking one time |
| I ain’t gotta do no cap |