Lyrics Charlie 2 - ShooterGang Kony, Mike Sherm, DaBoii

Charlie 2

Ayy, ayy
SS1G
Ayy
Ayy, it’s fuck the police and your mama if you ask me
I recognize niggas 'fore they turn into an athlete
You took it there, I’m just tryna Heem, word to Bambi
She want a loyal nigga, well that’s something that I can’t be
14, tooly in my jeans, hella ashy
I don’t know these bitches, I’ma call 'em all Ashley
Yeah, I got the tooly at the table but I’m classy
Belly me a nigga, make him wish he got his ass beat
15, glicky in my drawers, I’m a lost cause
Niggas couldn’t see me from the hip, and I gotta pause
Hit singers, ask 'em where they from, bet they all pause
Niggas that I’m with might look soft but they all dogs
Hot sauce, tryna eat the human when I lock jaws
Rockstars, it ain’t even rap, I’ll rock y’all
Talking to the pigs, guess y’all niggas fuck with hotdogs
Been gangbanging, who the fuck is all these oddballs?
(Weirdos)
Keep a Charlie, I don’t wanna hurt nobody, nigga
I’m just tryna catch a vibe or a body, ugh
Keep a Charlie, bitch, I got a chopper on me
It go womp-wah-womp-womp and flip the whole party, uh
If it’s on me, fold a nigga, origami
Nigga say he got a Tommy, should’ve shot it when he saw me
Shit, if Pookie in the room, probably fuck her in the lobby
I’m a gang member, bitch, so you know I got it on me, ugh
Kony, I don’t do the Heem or D’usse
Living in the funk, what the fuck is a suitcase?
Been tryna kick it like her first name Lupe
I do say my brother got a song on 2K
A travel pass, take your ass home with y’all traveling ass
Kony got a cougar, put the .40 in her fanny bag
I’ma have to kill 'em if he sing with your jagged ass
Cherry Clan, cherry air it, slide with your gambling ass
Bitch, please, think 'fore you speak or get bitch-slapped
Kick back, when he come outside, we gon' rip that
Hundred somethin' shells, drown a nigga while they dispatch
Shoot first king, never lie, I was with straps
Deray hella geekin', Jody clutchin' a cobra
Fleecy blow a nigga whip up like shook-up soda
YG move mean, try to move a little colder
All this paper on a nigga got me feeling like a folder, ugh
Keep a Charlie, I don’t wanna hurt nobody, nigga
I’m just tryna catch a vibe or a body, ugh
Keep a Charlie, bitch, I got a chopper on me
It go womp-wah-womp-womp and flip the whole party, uh
If it’s on me, fold a nigga, origami
Nigga say he got a Tommy, should’ve shot it when he saw me
Shit, if Pookie in the room, probably fuck her in the lobby
I’m a gang member, bitch, so you know I got it on me, ugh