Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shoot My Shot, artist - IDK. Date of issue: 09.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Shoot My Shot |
| Uh-huh, uh, uh |
| Uh-huh, uh, ayy |
| 24/7, I'm a real one |
| I ain't got no money problems, I ain't got no children |
| Dodgin' baby mama drama, oop, that's a close one |
| Ass like a horse, but her face like she wholesome |
| Uh (Uh), Whole Foods shoppin' |
| And she work out every day, you know them nudes poppin' |
| Stomach on apple cider vinegar, she do somethin' to me |
| Good sex, got you thinkin' me and you somethin', thought it was |
| Ayy, thought it was, thought it was |
| Four-fives, two tens, that's a dub, that's a dub |
| Say she just graduated, I'm in love, I'm in love |
| Say she like to do the lounge, she don't fuck with the clubs |
| My type, my type, yeah, yeah, my type |
| Like Biggie, if the head right, I'm there all night |
| Like Yeezy, when I see it, I'ma hit it on sight |
| Like Kendrick Lamar, we gon' be al— |
| When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix |
| Now you reappear, but I hate tricks |
| Look, nobody likes a fake ho |
| Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll |
| But I'm up, so that is not realistic |
| Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics |
| Shoot my shot, then I'm on to the next one |
| Shoot my shot, no stress when I'm sexin', uh |
| Shoot my shot, Steph Curry, it's a swish (Swish) |
| Gucci or Dior, you come explore the way I live (Explore) |
| Bentayga for baddies, put the Chrome Heart on your drip (Chrome) |
| Add up, mathematics, it's like magic, way it flip (Magic) |
| Look at the tone (Ooh, she grown) |
| Brown skin just like the Patek on my arm (Brown) |
| Bouncing, you get allowance, icy charm (Bounce) |
| Fountain, I make it rain like thunderstorm (Splash) |
| Private flights and private nights, nobody knowin' (Shh) |
| Told her she was fuckin' with the one, they was snorin' (Snorin') |
| Sleepin' on me, woke 'em up, alarm (Wake up) |
| Niggas hatin', I don't even know like, "How you doin'?" |
| (Hi) |
| 'Fore I got this rich, I wasn't shit, my life was ruined (Hey) |
| Drivin' in my coupe today, my windows tinted, eat the plate (Woo, woo) |
| Eat the plate like Anna Mae, do it if she take the bait |
| Million-dollar nigga, put one million in lil' Kody safe (One million) |
| I dress in the coldest way, backdoor, I just stole a base |
| When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix |
| Now you reappear, but I hate tricks |
| Look, nobody likes a fake ho |
| Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll |
| But I'm up, so that is not realistic |
| Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics |
| Shoot my shot, then I'm on to the next one |
| Shoot my shot, no stress when I'm sexin', uh |
| These hoes don't respect my grind (Ayy, ayy) |
| She callin' rain checks, don't respect my time (Ayy, ayy) |
| Callin' rain checks 'cause she know she a dime (Ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| I make that bitch bounce, I'm Bank of America |
| I got Sydney and Erica, I got Stacy in Maryland |
| I got plenty of hoes, don't make me make no comparison |
| I should embarrass these hoes, but I'ma calm back down |
| Got the Maybach, ask her how she gon' act now |
| When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix |
| Now you reappear, but I hate tricks |
| Look, nobody likes a fake ho |
| Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll |
| But I'm up, so that is not realistic |
| Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics |
| Shoot my shot, then I'm on to the next one |
| Shoot my shot, no stress when I'm sexin' |