This is a song about "Six shooter"

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Got some sick trix to get a six,

Witnesses say he was the shooter.

I am the streets, the future

One through six that's all gears

Got a nigga seein things

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Six and a half million

I'm a son of gun

Better aim than a shooter,

But that's what he liked her