Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Shot Me? , by - YG. Release date: 16.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Shot Me? |
| Who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| I don’t know who shot me |
| Motherfucker who shot me? |
| I’m like, «Damn, did the homies set me up?» |
| 'Cause we ain’t really been talking much |
| I know that sounds sick, my thoughts dark as fuck |
| Like the barrel of that pistol I saw when he sparked it up |
| Prolly was mad as fuck when I walked out the hospital |
| Stupid-ass motherfuckers, thinking they was going to stop Jizzle |
| Had my pops mad, my mama sad, my sister feel bad |
| My lil' bro still mad, somebody got to pay for that |
| My granny’s prayers work |
| 'Cause it could’ve got worse, I’m talking pictures on the shirt |
| When the shots went off, I thought the spot was deserted |
| But nah, everybody in the spot was just nervous |
| I don’t like that, nah, I don’t like that, we can’t go right back |
| So many niggas ready to go, we can go war with Iraq |
| They knew the code to my gate, that was awkward |
| Answer this, I got a million dollars |
| Who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| I don’t know who shot me |
| Who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| I don’t know who shot me |
| Who shot me? |
| Maybe it 'cause I fucked Jamal bitch and I knew if he found out |
| Her scary ass was gon' tell him about my hideout |
| Yeah, they really came to the front door |
| But luckily we had something fatter than this nine out |
| Or maybe it was the nigga that I socked out |
| When he hit me first, I shoulda been knocked out |
| All these maybe, maybe, maybe, maybes |
| I’m about to say fuck it and start squeezing without aiming |
| I got trust issues if I don’t fuck with dude |
| My body language gon' tell him I don’t fuck with you |
| I can’t sleep at night, this shit unbomfortable |
| Having nightmares of me coming for dude |
| Having a hard time putting together two and two |
| They was in a brand new truck, somebody sent them dudes |
| They knew the code to my gate, that was awkward |
| Answer this, I got a million dollars |
| Who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| I don’t know who shot me |
| Who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| Motherfucker, who shot me? |
| I don’t know who shot me |
| Who shot me? |
| Staring out the window |
| Smoking on this indo 'cause I don’t know |
| Who did it, but I know this |
| Bullets don’t just go where the wind blows |
| So I’m looking under my nose |
| Hate always comes from up close |
| But they can’t stand me though |
| Niggas ain’t do no damage, though, you know, nigga? |
| Nigga bounced up that motherfuckin' hospital the same night |
| Walked that shit off like a motherfucker in a gang supposed to, nigga, feel me? |
| Like my mama asked me, nigga, like, «Boy what’s wrong with you, nigga? |
| «(Motherfucker shot me) |
| Nah, mama (But these motherfuckers can’t stop me) |
| Nah, mama, just got to walk it off, mama |
| Who shot me? |
| After all the wicked shit I did |
| I knew karma was gon' catch up with a nigga |
| Damn, I ain’t know it was gon' happen like this |
| Some niggas really tried to set me up |
| I know shit get wicked in the street sometimes |
| Like I said, «You never know when it might brack off» |
| But I guess God has some other plans for me |
| 'Cause that shit ain’t stop me |