yungshooter

Ay, what these niggas on, Sosa?

Young shooter, young shooter, young shooter, young shooter

Boy, I was a young shooter

I run with that fuckin' Ruger

I just want that fuckin' mula

Fuckin' on a fuckin' cougar

Spank 'em with that fuckin' ruler

My young nigga tryna do it

Young nigga, young nigga

Why run with them fuckin' figures?

Try that boy, he press the trigger

He don't play around with these niggas

She like, "That's a real nigga"

She like, "I wanna chill with him"

You can call me Sam, get him

Timmy, Billy, fatty hit him

I was mad that switch ain't hit him

But we got his stick hit minimum

He was dissin' then he died, this shit not coincidental

Love to boss up with the five, we gon' spin shit in the room

I make niggas switch they side, by the same, you know he kill 'em

Yo, what? Baller say some shit, get dropped

Nigga mad about that ho, come that way, get put on fuck

We hit that shit, we got the drop

We come through spitting fully Glocked

That fat bitch, he is not an opp

He get backdoored for calling the cop

Young shooter, young shooter, young shooter, young shooter

Boy, I was a young shooter

I run with that fuckin' Ruger

I just want that fuckin' mula

Fuckin' on a fuckin' cougar

Spank 'em with that fuckin' ruler

My young nigga tryna do it

Young nigga, young nigga

Why run with them fuckin' figures?

Try that boy, he press the trigger

He don't play around with these niggas

She like, "That's a real nigga"

She like, "I wanna chill with him"

You can call me Sam, get him

Timmy, Billy, fatty hit him