Lyrics

Shoota - No Politics

〈Intro - Kdot〉
Death before disloyalty fuck nigga, are you dumb?
DBD, hollow tips no politics nigga, you know how the fuck we coming
Gang shit only, y'all niggas not safe in these streets, on God
Free the real, we bout a check, that's on my momma nigga, gang

〈Verse 1〉
I told you niggas if it’s bout a check then I'ma slide through
If they kill my homie then they homie finna die too
That opp nigga said I ain’t afraid to fight you
He working at McDonald’s we gone catch him through the drive-thru
I was in the trap, police put me in them handcuffs
Pull up with a strap, I ain’t never needed backup
Every nigga want it till we sliding with them black gloves
I'm a killer, feel like Michael Myers when I’m masked up
The boys coming through to book us so we on the move
That 40 make a nigga sing he need some auto-tune
We bring that smoke right to your door we came to deliver
I swear these niggas must be cops they taking my picture
Foenem sent that boy to God I’ll pray for that nigga
I turn that boy into a blunt I don’t play with the liquor
We on the block steady banging and hanging with killers
Pull out that strap and I got range like I’m Damian Lillard
Them niggas know where I’m coming from is a bad place
We getting money then we flip it like a pancake
First track said I ride around with finessers
DBD pulling up masked up like the Avengers
That nigga capping for a fact and that’s a case closed
I’m a real nigga can’t be fucking with these fake hoes
Fucking on your shordy ima put a bitch on bang bros
Steady grinding on these streets I’m tryna get my name known
If a nigga run up tryna diss me get his brains blown
Spazzy riding with me spin the block like a tornado
Shordy think she slick she tryna play me like a game show
Spanish plug and he on the go like Diego
Thought I was done with that lean I started sipping more
Ain’t no talking when them bodies go and hit the floor
Got my wrist iced out I’m still kicking doors
I got my wrist iced out I’m still kicking doors

〈Hook〉
Hot nigga like I’m Bobby bitch
Designer drip looking like a walking lick
But if them pussies try to rob me make they body flip
Work on the phone like a nigga calling sick
Ain’t much to say we don’t really no talking bitch
Hollow tips it ain’t no politics
She said she ain’t giving head I had to block the bitch
Thought you was a gangsta nigga you the opposite

〈Verse 2〉
Bloody Mary chopper, bullets turn you to a ghost
Boy I ain’t talking Google but I’m strapped up with the chrome
Your family gone forget you like that boy in Home Alone
We got Drake’s, we got 40’s like we signed to OVO
They say that nigga crazy flowing he don't need a hook
Shoota a villain they say that nigga no good
Told up on the stand you just got your bro booked
My killers down to drop your homie in his own hood
Thought he was a gangsta till he fucked with DBD
I’m a nigga with an attitude feel like Eazy-E
I’m a nigga with an attitude feel like Dr. Dre
Tryna put me in a cell but them niggas dropped the case
Know they want me in the jail, wanna see me locked away
Ain’t no Ku Klux Klan but we keep a lotta K’s
Nigga thought he caught me lacking, keep a pistol, not today, nigga
I keep a pistol, not today, nigga

〈Hook〉
Hot nigga like I’m Bobby bitch
Designer drip looking like a walking lick
But if them pussies try to rob me make they body flip
Work on the phone like a nigga calling sick
Ain’t much to say we don’t really no talking bitch
Hollow tips it ain’t no politics
She said she ain’t giving head I had to block the bitch
Thought you was a gangsta nigga you the opposite
You ain't no gangsta, nigga
Gang

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