This is a song about "Shooter chirag"

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Beep boop bop im a robot girlfriends flowbot this aint co op single fuckin shooter

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Verse 2: cold blooded j shooter, that's the name.

I turned into something they never became

Listen to every word that i slur

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I saw a crazed shooter run away screaming in a blast of rage

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her