This is a song about "Shoot on you"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

My city cold so you hear guns shoot when ima alone,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Get out my way fore i shoot you like a deer.

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

You think pretending you'll shoot fuckers gets you friends

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

I shoot to kill, will i miss? no dice, you got no chance, you're dead on sight. on sight.

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right