Shooters on the roof

shooters on the roof

I might let em loose

bitches fuck me

cause they know I got the juice

different flow they ain’t seen before

when they thought I ran out

I give em more

and in this bitch going overboard

I make em all bow down im the overlord

so get ready right now

better hit the floor

cause I load up, cock back

up the score

cause I’ll turn a mothafucka to a rotten corpse

I’m so fucked in the head

my mind is warped

you want peace nah fuck that I want war

bullets raining, I watch em pour

send a bullet right to you and yours

when I get to choppin

the bodies be droppin

I see it

I like it

I want it

I cop it

they see me I’m riding

that new Kawasaki

I’m climbing the steps

and I feel like I’m rocky

you try me

you sliding on ice like it’s hockey

bitch I get money

no time for a thottie

fuck anybody

I’ll shoot up the party

CHORUS

where’s my dawgs in this bitch?

they let em out OH SHIT!

better RUN

Better DUCK

here they come

now you FUCKED

OH SHIT!

aye aye OH SHIT!

I can hear em talkin shit

we buss his ass won’t talk again

hit the block

all black

we get up in the whip and spin (skrrrtt)

I be letting shit slide

but my patience wearing thin

we gon hit your next to kin

and after that we crack a grin

I got two Glocks

for two oops

them bitches lookin like twins

I don’t give a fuck what they say

in my bag

tryna get paid

fuck these hoes

and all love shit

I ain’t tryna play games

I walk in this bitch like the man

I that know I am

ten toes

we stand on shit

this 40 piece don’t jam

I show up

and i get to ballin

I’m up in the zone

this shit is my callin

I saw my lane

and I never changed

I went hard and went all in

gotta a fuckin 40 and that bitch don’t ever jam

hollow tips

extended clips

red dot F and N

now all we need is U

we havin fun

watching you dance

try me and the gang

bitch yo ass won’t have a chance

blow out the Smoke

cloud so thick

looking like you seeing ghost

I only want the head so they call me cutthroat

been at the bottom

no hope

but I never gave up

even though I got close

when my heart beats fast

everything feels slow

if you ain’t talking money bitch

then go get Rosetta

I ain’t worry bout a hoe

you know I play em like Zelda

turning up with the gang

yea the shit is a fiesta

I don’t do talkin bitch

I ain’t with the extras

bitch get to walkin

thinking that you fuck with me

then you lost it

put em on the map

get crossed with a red dot

I’m red hot

put the beam on your top

then I watch your body rot

one eye on the guap

like my names fetty wop

one up top

in the Glock

extended we got the shots (gunshot)

and this shit going round

you know that we got a lot

put the beat inna body bag

and if you playin with money then I double back

and if you playin with my fam

you ain’t coming back

hit your ass

you ain’t seen it

like a wall hack

everybody thinks it all good

but it’s all bad

bitch I’m ready to crash out

hoes come around when the cash out