Shotta Flow 8 Paroles

We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold

I'm back and I'm better
We do not tote no berettas
We need like a hunnid or better
You say you a stepper like how
I got a size ten that I ben in
We a creep, TLC, spot one
ICU where he beat
Backstreet Boyz
We make gangstas tap
Fuck a lap down, this glock in my lap
Buck to the right, it was death on the left
Way I handled the beef wouldve thought I'ma chef
She Eating me up with the morning breath
'Bout time I had nutted her uber was there
You sorry
That's what she say
But she the one sitting with my kids on her face I'm having
This shit my way, brand new SK Leave him in his draws with his pants down, he a stripper
Put O's in my liver
Can't see me, he crippled
'Bout them hoes, he tender
So I sent em
Caught her licking his nipples
Fore, we killed him
Come here
S- R T, more ass than Ari
Fuck off, yo, set Draco Cardi
Unlimited ammo, I put in the Cheat code
Six- two bullets, they long as a Cheeto
I'm in the trap with the Qualo, hello
Lil' bro, he just put him a drake inna Coat
Who want the smoke?
You come in ya dead
Lil' bro, crip but he see red

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit, I'ma finish
Nigga be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke?
223 came with the scope
Extended clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose
Just like he had 'em cold

Huh, huh, huh, huh
Switch that bitch hit fast, no homo we doing yo as
Quick, cuh, puton yo mask 11:52 when I caught my man
He hit, make sure he fall, nun left in my clip gave it my all
I'm rich, but still in a hot, still onna block, with multiple shots
Come Clock it yo drake I popped it took yo shit yeen use it regardless HO
I'm Back on my flow, and I'm back like some dope
I done gave em the ropes now it's over
Baby drake need a stroller
It's hard to controller
I'm hitting this bitch from the shoulder
Lean, been on go I was waiting for the green,
Dynamic duo a Glock a me
Swapping the vin, before we go spin
I drop in a pin, it's stuttering
I'm Destin to win, refuse to lose
I walk around with a point to prove
You try you die
You play you lay
You look I cook
You spray I drake
I'm innis bitch with a gun so big if I pop this ho the earth a shake
The nasty way, Choppa jerk like it masterbate
Treat all the oops like monks when I draw down we watch em levitate
Let's go
This my shorts flow lil ho
Got my shottas they on go
We ain't popping Percs nomo
But I might just pop ya bro

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit, I'ma finish
Nigga be hatin', tryna blemish my image
Who want the smoke?
223 came with the scope
Extended clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose
Just like he had 'em cold

I might just OD
I'm feeling like the Old me Two- four in the clip
'Fore I shoot it, scream, "Kobe "
I might just OD
I'm feeling like the Old me Two- four in the clip
'Fore I shoot it, scream, "Kobe