This is a song about "Shooter on the block"

Witnesses say he was the shooter.

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

I'm never the winner, always the loser

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

My rhymes aren't prehistoric cause i'm the new kid on the block

So what you've heard is the fix like super

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover