Intro
Ayy, we sendin’ shots — liquor in the cup, bars in the line,
Night city glow, whole squad on the grind.
Chorus
Sendin’ shots, pour it up, toast to the hustle, feel the buzz,
Sendin’ shots, clap the beat, send a verse, watch it do what it does.
Raise it up, then let it drop — cheers to the wins, forget the fuss,
Sendin’ shots, we movin’ loud, from the block to the club, it’s us.
Verse 1
Pull up, double cup, neon fingers on the rim,
Phone blowin’ up, they wanna know how we making wins.
I send a little heat — not a gun, just a lyric that stings,
One bar, got the room lit, everybody feel the wings.
Haters talkin’ loud, but we toast to the quiet rise,
Money on the table, loyalty in the eyes.
We ain’t dishin’ bullets, just dishin’ truths on the track,
Sendin’ shots in the DM, then watch ‘em take ‘em back.
Pre-Chorus
Everybody want a piece, everybody want a taste,
We keep pourin’, we keep pourin’, never waste a plate.
From the stoop to the suite, whole crew celebratin’ plots,
Night’s young, lights up — yeah, we sendin’ shots.
Chorus
Sendin’ shots, pour it up, toast to the hustle, feel the buzz,
Sendin’ shots, clap the beat, send a verse, watch it do what it does.
Raise it up, then let it drop — cheers to the wins, forget the fuss,
Sendin’ shots, we movin’ loud, from the block to the club, it’s us.
Verse 2
Beat knockin’ loud, coupe ridin’ through the rain,
I send a little flex, they reply with a chain.
It’s spectacle, spectacle — lights, camera, the roam,
We turn small talk to somethin’ golden, turn the night to our home.
Pour up for the ones who never left the lane,
Pour up for the lessons learned from pain.
Sendin’ shots like confetti, celebratin’ every plot,
We speak in hooks and headline lines — power in every shot.
Bridge
Two meanings, one life — sip slow, spit fast,
Toast to the ghosts of the past, but we built to last.
Text a line, drop a hook, that’s the shot that stings,
Raise a cup, play the beat — feel the joy it brings.
Chorus — Ride Out
Sendin’ shots, pour it up, toast to the hustle, feel the buzz,
Sendin’ shots, clap the beat, send a verse, watch it do what it does.
Raise it up, then let it drop — cheers to the wins, forget the fuss,
Sendin’ shots, we movin’ loud, from the block to the club, it’s us.
Outro
Lights fade, bottles low, but the echoes never stop,
We keep sendin’ shots — in the cup, on the track, on the block.
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