(Ad-lib intro)
ayy—skrrt—brrt—yeah
Verse 1
Got the burner in my text, not the clip—just sayin’ facts,
they want receipts, I send the visuals, no cap.
Late nights, neon, my circles cut like glass,
heard a rumor? I reply with shots, make it fast.
Money loud, pockets talkin’, keep the heater on my lap,
smile cold when I slide, let the feedback snap.
They clownin’ on the ‘Gram, talkin’ like they in my past,
I hit ’em with the proof—no friends, just contrasts.
Pre-Hook
Don’t confuse the noise for fear, I feed the crowd,
sendin’ shots—bullet points, no doubt loud.
(aye—send it)
Hook / Chorus (catchy, repeat)
I’m sendin’ shots, sendin’ shots—through the DM, through the night,
celebrate with shots, toast to them who took a flight.
Sendin’ shots, sendin’ shots—no miss, all sight,
if you cross the line, I highlight the fight.
(ayy—skrrt—send it)
Verse 2
Champagne for the winners, double for the snakes,
tilt the bottle, pour the plot, watch how the city shakes.
Enemies get mentions—like a chorus in my tape,
I lay the scoreboard, all these clowns I can outpace.
Street math, head count, every move’s a chess play,
they post threats but can’t face the frame on replay.
I’m calm, get violent with the vibe—no stray,
send a message, then a toast, then fade away.
Bridge (mellower but tense)
Yeah, I sip slow—let the thought marinate,
shots are heavy when the truth carry weight.
You see my smile, don’t think this love is safe,
I’ll clap back with a verse and close the case.
(soft ad-lib—woo—aye)
Hook / Chorus (bigger)
I’m sendin’ shots, sendin’ shots—through the DM, through the night,
celebrate with shots, toast to them who took a flight.
Sendin’ shots, sendin’ shots—no miss, all sight,
if you cross the line, I highlight the fight.
(ayy—brrt—send it)
Breakdown (aggressive)
They talk reckless, I reply with visuals, lethal,
not just talkin’—I paint the scene, make it feature.
Microphone, camera, ledger, and a sequel,
sendin’ shots like confetti—watch their ego buckle.
(ha—skrrt)
Outro (cool, closing)
Toast up, lights low, let the city hush,
I sent the shots—now watch the dominoes crush.
If you remember me, remember the rush,
I sendin’ shots ’til they learn to hush.
(soft ad-lib—yeah—send it)
Porque music
See you when I see you
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