Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Warning Shots , by - DJ Muggs. Song from the album Winter, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.12.2020
Record label: Soul Assassins
Song language: English
Warning Shots |
| Info, you hear this bitch slicin' |
| Road blocks |
| I’m in this bitch nigga grease life (aye) |
| OG Muggs, where we at with it (uh huh) |
| Two t wenty-Seven, concrete |
| Let’s get it |
| Who got snaps on the petro? |
| (by the pound) |
| Number eights, black suede, turquoise and grape crush, straps on the retro |
| Ghettro |
| PC ass boost mobile twerking (uh) lead cracker |
| It’s a universal code, we meet in person (it's on) |
| Keep the transaction strictly between the purchase and a merchant (what else?) |
| All that middle man shit, I can’t purp', it make me nervous (I can’t) |
| When yo man don’t show the moneys, but he showcasin' the package (cut it) |
| Cut and ripped it open, after I did duct taped and wrapped it () |
| Tryin' to pull a fast one |
| Ghetto triple platinum |
| Double down on me |
| And he still owe her for the last one (where we at?) |
| Fuck the world, came in her face, I used to have have a heart |
| Talking dirty after dark, gave the game a passion mark |
| Main engines, money drew out bitches, sport fashion art |
| a rental |
| Outside the venue, left the parked (skirt) |
| I’m in the, finna catch a |
| Brodie swipin the, makin' a fashion mart (ting) |
| He shot at, he ain’t really wanna kill me, he ain’t have the heart |
| Heard he got killed, they think we did it and we ain’t have no parts (at all) |
| You give a man a brick of fish to see if it sink or swim |
| Hook, line, sinker, teach him to fish, I bet he catch a shark |
| Well, it’s the part right here, where the pressure starts (when it’s on) |
| When that water get deep, it’s a question mark (how deep) |
| Is you gon' swim or you gon' sink, at that pressure point |
| Niggas ain’t as real as they be seeming, it’s a question mark (what else?) |
| Death is a art in itself, we quick to let it spark |
| Catch you with his mans, I’m paying extra, tell 'em add to cart (double down) |
| Grab the tarp, tryin' to cover the yacht, I wish I had a heart |
| So I could fuck a mermaid, sound like Lisa when she mad at Bart (let's get it) |
| Climbin' up the charts with this ladder |
| And my Maggie sellin' dope like I’m Homer |
| Count blues of momma Marge (OJ Simpson) |
| Pound of platinum cookie, pints of, four |
| We got that 'eat a bunker' and that ol' Archie |
| So keep it comin', on the low |
| My brother Marcy told me she got a good head on her shoulder, so smart (oh my |
| Lord) |
| I need a little pretty bitch, ghetto Barbie |
| I owe a couple niggas taking hits, who wanna charge me? |
| (free of charge) |
| It’s on the flo', no, this ain’t my first rodeo |
| So don’t be tellin' me who tellin', 'cause I don’t wanna know (nope) |
| Hit his hoe, we havin' a fit |
| Niggas know the scope (sssh), brick or blow |
| Reppin' the six like I’m smokin' Joe () |
| He shot at, he ain’t really wanna kill me, he ain’t have the heart |
| Heard he got killed, they think we did it and we ain’t have no parts (at all) |
| You give a man a brick of fish to see if it sink or swim |
| Hook, line, sinker, teach him to fish, I bet he catch a shark |
| Well, it’s the part right here, where the pressure starts (when it’s on) |
| When that water get deep, it’s a question mark (how deep) |
| Is you gon' swim or you gon' sink, at that pressure point |
| Niggas ain’t as real as they be seeming, it’s a question mark (what else?) |