"Shoot First" lyrics
(feat. Boy Boy)
[Boy Boy:]
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
[Nafe Smallz:]
We ain't sendin' shots online 'cah we bust it in real life
Tour on it, bet the whole block get terrorised
When the truth don't work, see the whole 'em tell lies
RS dingers, so it's smoke and tail line (Baow)
Shoot first
Popstar 'cah we let tools burst
Spirits in the air, man's too burst
Rockstar with this heavy metal, let's go, let’s go
Still, I put my crew first
Still, the trenches too cursed
Never been a ting to get you turfed
All I gotta tell 'em is two words (Let's go)
[Boy Boy:]
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
[Nafe Smallz:]
She took it all night long, no rest for the wicked (Nah)
In the palace, still stressed how I'm livin' (Yeah)
Still out on the strip throwin' sets in the pictures (Ooh)
Up now, I was puttin' press in the tickets (Jugg)
Now the plug callin', nigga need addresses for the pound
Only trust in the Lizzy, I ain't ever had a doubt
She give me that neck soon as I touch down (Woo)
She soakin' wet tryna get the rub down
She wanna dance to reggae and calypso
Fuck the clips, oh, on my hips, oh
She wanna dance with a nigga, man her ting so— (Nah. nah)
I cool off, watch her bruck off her hips, oh
Let's shoot first
Popstar 'cah we let tools burst (Ooh)
Spirits in the air, mans too burst (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rockstar with this heavy metal, let's go, let's go
[Boy Boy:]
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
[Nafe Smallz:]
We ain't sendin' shots online 'cah we bust it in real life
Tour on it, bet the whole block get terrorised
When the truth don't work, see the whole 'em tell lies
RS dingers, so it's smoke and tail line (Baow)
Shoot first
Popstar 'cah we let tools burst
Spirits in the air, man's too burst
Rockstar with this heavy metal, let's go, let’s go
Still, I put my crew first
Still, the trenches too cursed
Never been a ting to get you turfed
All I gotta tell 'em is two words (Let's go)
[Boy Boy:]
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
[Nafe Smallz:]
She took it all night long, no rest for the wicked (Nah)
In the palace, still stressed how I'm livin' (Yeah)
Still out on the strip throwin' sets in the pictures (Ooh)
Up now, I was puttin' press in the tickets (Jugg)
Now the plug callin', nigga need addresses for the pound
Only trust in the Lizzy, I ain't ever had a doubt
She give me that neck soon as I touch down (Woo)
She soakin' wet tryna get the rub down
She wanna dance to reggae and calypso
Fuck the clips, oh, on my hips, oh
She wanna dance with a nigga, man her ting so— (Nah. nah)
I cool off, watch her bruck off her hips, oh
Let's shoot first
Popstar 'cah we let tools burst (Ooh)
Spirits in the air, mans too burst (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rockstar with this heavy metal, let's go, let's go
[Boy Boy:]
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got money, guns and weed
Fucked nuff gyal dem gyal [?]
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
We got dracos, M16
Nafe know dem cyaan fuck 'round we
You will get drape up from mi .17
And yuh nah wake up from yuh likkle dream
