.22 inside my boot
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
I had sex inside a Porsche
I drive a Honda Accord
She want me, not you, of course
Watch yo' step my shoes Dior
I thought this bitch tryna rob me
Turns out that she wanna top me
Okay ShaeShae, we go datway
I pull up and make her back break
Laser beam and the extendo
Brand new toy but no Nintendo
I ain't ever had no Xbox
Flip a brick ho, I just get guap
Brand new Jays, but them hoes dirty
Do not miss, no Stephen Curry
Like to finish what I started
From long range I shoot my target
(Yuh)
On the Glock I put an optic
(Woah)
Ridin' round the block with chopsticks
(Yuh)
When I spot him, I'm gon' pop him
(Woah)
.22 inside my boot
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
Feel like Tony, ridin' 'round with two guns
Make that three, Jonnycake gon' shoot some
Change your life just in a moment
If you dump the clip reload it
When I see you I'ma hop on
Talkin down and he get walked down
I make sure there ain't no witness
Pussyboy don't stand on business
(Yuh)
I hit yo' bitch from the back
I do not hit from the front
She is not the one I want
(Yeah)
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.22 inside my boot
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
I had sex inside a Porsche
I drive a Honda Accord
She want me, not you, of course
Watch yo' step my shoes Dior
I thought this bitch tryna rob me
Turns out that she wanna top me
Okay ShaeShae, we go datway
I pull up and make her back break
Laser beam and the extendo
Brand new toy but no Nintendo
I ain't ever had no Xbox
Flip a brick ho, I just get guap
Brand new Jays, but them hoes dirty
Do not miss, no Stephen Curry
Like to finish what I started
From long range I shoot my target
(Yuh)
On the Glock I put an optic
(Woah)
Ridin' round the block with chopsticks
(Yuh)
When I spot him, I'm gon' pop him
(Woah)
.22 inside my boot
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
Feel like Tony, ridin' 'round with two guns
Make that three, Jonnycake gon' shoot some
Change your life just in a moment
If you dump the clip reload it
When I see you I'ma hop on
Talkin down and he get walked down
I make sure there ain't no witness
Pussyboy don't stand on business
(Yuh)
I hit yo' bitch from the back
I do not hit from the front
She is not the one I want
(Yeah)
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
I had sex inside a Porsche
I drive a Honda Accord
She want me, not you, of course
Watch yo' step my shoes Dior
I thought this bitch tryna rob me
Turns out that she wanna top me
Okay ShaeShae, we go datway
I pull up and make her back break
Laser beam and the extendo
Brand new toy but no Nintendo
I ain't ever had no Xbox
Flip a brick ho, I just get guap
Brand new Jays, but them hoes dirty
Do not miss, no Stephen Curry
Like to finish what I started
From long range I shoot my target
(Yuh)
On the Glock I put an optic
(Woah)
Ridin' round the block with chopsticks
(Yuh)
When I spot him, I'm gon' pop him
(Woah)
.22 inside my boot
Swear to god I feel like Elvis
If I up it then I shoot
Don't start drama I just end it
By my lonesome, ain't got no friends
Hollow tips, I go unload them
Tuki Tuki how I smoke them
I know that I'm chosen
Feel like Tony, ridin' 'round with two guns
Make that three, Jonnycake gon' shoot some
Change your life just in a moment
If you dump the clip reload it
When I see you I'ma hop on
Talkin down and he get walked down
I make sure there ain't no witness
Pussyboy don't stand on business
(Yuh)
I hit yo' bitch from the back
I do not hit from the front
She is not the one I want
(Yeah)
Writer: David Gonzalez
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