This is a song about "Shootin"

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet

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

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

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Your better off shootin yourself

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Nothing in my way shootin for the thrown

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Cougars- they keep me shootin' like a reuger suggests