Lyrics Shooter - John Gabbana

Shooter

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