Lyrics Holy Rifle - Woop

Holy Rifle

Weed in my Swisher, I just need a lighter
Niggas full of shit, like a baby diaper
Homie just got hit up by a fucking rifle
Now it’s gunpowder on a Holy Bible
Live by the gun then you die by the rifle
If you live by the gun then you die by the rifle
Live by the gun then you die by the rifle
If you live by the gun then you die by the rifle
Real story, put this on the Bible
I do this every day, I’m a real lifer
My big homie just got hit up by that fucking rifle
Niggas wet him up, why’d they baptize him?
Car not in my name, but bitch I pay the title
You just grabbed some 30s, you can fucking slide them
Man, I do that shit they rap about, no fucking cypher
They just?
I swear?
Popping mollies just to last on an all-nighter
Me and my niggas dressed in black, like some fucking bikers
We gonna bring them to the room, snatch them off and pipe them
Man, I do this shit for real, I’m a real lifer
How many bullets you really gonna toss?
How many shooters this really gonna take?
Surrounded by real and the fake
Surrounded by love and the hate
I’m winning the race, I’m real, in the flesh
These niggas just real in the face
You’re beefing about pussy, that’s over a bitch
You’re probably just willing to date
I hit my knees and I thank Him
In my bed I swear it’s the key
That chopper go la la la la
Their families go bye bye bye bye
I hang with the ra ra ra ra
Cause Woop he’s gonna wet some shit up
So if you don’t live by that gun
You’re probably gonna die by that buck
My niggas go in for that money
Some niggas just kill for that cash
Some niggas just kill for the fame
Either way I’m just living my last
That safety go off, that cannon go up
I look in his face and I blast
That safety go off, that cannon go up
I look in his face and I blast