This is a song about "Hood shootin"

Cougars- they keep me shootin' like a reuger suggests

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

But now your under a hood

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

And if shootin' is the solution then you're not that clever

To mcs that don't rhyme good

From hollywood to the hood

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits