Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shooter , by - John Gabbana. Release date: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |