"Shotta" lyrics
And I just wan' do it again
Shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they do it, check the drip
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
Y'all not killers, we got switches too
He fuck up his re-up one time, then he through
Me, G, and Duke tryna lay on your roof
I couldn't feel it, so I just took two
I hit her once and I just let her loose
Too many bitches, they can jump the coupe
If you on your grind, cop one and get two
He a real gangster, but he one of them
She let me fuck her and make me a Reel
We shoot it out and my gun never jam
I catch an opp, put his shit on the 'Gram
Yeah, she want my love, I'ma put her through hell
Free all the guys that's sittin' in the cell
Took me a minute to come out my shell
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
It's not the end of the line, I won't settle
We havin' drums, who the fuck wanna battle?
I still'll suit up, I'm only with rebels
This a hotbox, when we catch him, we 'hale him
I spend the money, I'm lookin' a lil' better
After we fuck, I don't feel nothin' after
I'm too laid back just to kick it and chatter
I'm chasin' bread, know the race for the cheddar
Fuck what a nigga sayin'
She need cash and they be scared
Flee and eludin', he had ran (Facts)
It's in your pants, not in your hand (Facts)
They still don't know who I am (Facts)
Keep my distance from my fam (Facts)
That bitch ain't bad, she is a scam (Facts)
Duke told me, "5, don't run 'em down," yeah
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
Shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they did it to him still
He a shotta, but they do it, check the drip
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
Y'all not killers, we got switches too
He fuck up his re-up one time, then he through
Me, G, and Duke tryna lay on your roof
I couldn't feel it, so I just took two
I hit her once and I just let her loose
Too many bitches, they can jump the coupe
If you on your grind, cop one and get two
He a real gangster, but he one of them
She let me fuck her and make me a Reel
We shoot it out and my gun never jam
I catch an opp, put his shit on the 'Gram
Yeah, she want my love, I'ma put her through hell
Free all the guys that's sittin' in the cell
Took me a minute to come out my shell
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
It's not the end of the line, I won't settle
We havin' drums, who the fuck wanna battle?
I still'll suit up, I'm only with rebels
This a hotbox, when we catch him, we 'hale him
I spend the money, I'm lookin' a lil' better
After we fuck, I don't feel nothin' after
I'm too laid back just to kick it and chatter
I'm chasin' bread, know the race for the cheddar
Fuck what a nigga sayin'
She need cash and they be scared
Flee and eludin', he had ran (Facts)
It's in your pants, not in your hand (Facts)
They still don't know who I am (Facts)
Keep my distance from my fam (Facts)
That bitch ain't bad, she is a scam (Facts)
Duke told me, "5, don't run 'em down," yeah
How you gon' take my kindness for weakness?
Y'all ain't breakin' down no P, Diddy
Me and Dre killer married, died too easy, that shit leave me grievin'
Haven't fucked, you can leave
You know I don't need you, I don't give my time to people
We do not dress regular
You know I be trippin', I just paid a rack for some sneakers
