Shooter on Deck - SimxSantana

(This a Nitti beat) Yeah, yeah, bitch Bitch, free my brother (yeah) Bitch, free my brother Bitch, free my brother, nigga Bitch, free my (yeah) Yeah When I'm in the county, hell nah, I don't play, ain't nun of that chillin' with the opps on deck I ain't even gon' speak on the opps, them niggas not up on a crumb, they be duckin' the 'Raq I seen a nigga get hit in his chest, he ain't know he was hit, he was holding his neck I love when I'm chasin' him down 'cause as soon as he hit that ground, I'm takin' his breath I never needed a crowd, I was sixteen out gettin' wild all by myself I ain't even gon' bap like I was just that, I was callin' Lil' Three when I needed some help Yeah, they might hang with the rappers and dress real good, but them niggas be gettin' the belt I hate the police, stop playin' them games, stop sayin' my name when the opps get nailed Forever gon' stick to the code, before I come out as a rat, I'll kill myself Hell yeah, I'ma switch when shit get right, everybody disappeared when shit went left Bitch, I'm like a barber how I'm all on your head puttin' bullets all up in your hair I'll go and fuck it all off for a fit for them days I was broke and ain't have nothin' to wear One of the opps just died and they don't even post his ass, I don't think they care Don't even go down that street 'cause the last time we spinned that block, them niggas weren't there It was four shooters with switches and Dracs for that little-ass boy, that shit wasn't fair If he hang with the opps, I don't care if he was two when he died, flame his little ass up in the air When we posted up, them niggas don't spin our block, them little-pussy boys weren't there I'll love you to death, I don't care 'bout money and clothes if you loyal 'cause that shit rare Can't even control these 308s, these bitches so big it'll knock down a bear None of the opps really want this smoke, this shit'll get worser than smokin' a square, bitch

Good cush burner nigga in the kitchen good cookin And I know I might be ugly but my car is good lookin A star so I shine like the sun in mississippi A show in mississippi so I love to sit with fifty, bands, Ya gamblin ass I'm from birmingham shot ya boy down fifty grand and I shook lil buddy hand Until the feds get me nigga spend ya bread with me You prety boy niggas know the kid get filthy, fizzy Haters know the bihh stay distant get ya ass whooped bus came you just missed it So icey boys four niggas eight bitches Two girls for every nigga that's how we kick it. *Is you iced out (check), is you thugged out (check) Gat dem shootas on deck, gat dem goons on deck, So icy entertainment big jewels on deck Baby look at our neck we rock vvs Is you iced out (check), is you thugged out (check) Gat dem shootas on deck, gat dem goons on deck, Big jewels on deck Baby we on deck So icey vvs we rock vvs* Supercalifragilisticespianadocious That's some super fruity cali cush he super smokin Dolce, dolce and the gabana frames I'm gucci half the time think that it's my clothing line Do it like la kitchen show me yours I'll show you mine I'm high up out my mind don't think I'm lyin cause I ain't lyin If smokin is a crime then that's a cryin shame Mary jane mary jane I love the mary jane It's underrated underappreciated highly decorated damn I been hella patient but I'm losing all my patience Many wanna duplicate, generate, penatrate innovative bachelor, gucci mane the bachelor. It's a pity how these inner city bitches fuck these niggas just for riches flashing like they rich but shop at jc pennys A gimme u say gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme I'm a go and get it type of nigga I ain't with the beggin So icey boys baby got it on my necklace on my neck and on my wrist On my face because I'm flexin I'm a chef I can make a hit I can make a brick Used to steal rob and take a brick I ain't fake a bit If a bitch talk bout gucci mane that she on gucci dick I'm a soldier and a CEO so icy we da shit If a bitch talk bout so icey she on our dick I'm a soldier and a CEO so icey we the shit. BURRRR!