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shots thrown pt. 1 - king b lyrics

[verse]
better watch who you trust now
niggas from the jump go and get busted down
who you rack up get money get busted down
and the money i trust it’s just us now
he keep talking ’bout shooters well where they at
niggas say they want me i’m like where they at
i’m like fuck these rap niggas they whack to me
and you niggas throw shots and get whacked on beats
and these rap niggas really can’t fuck with me
and i don’t give a fuck who don’t fuck with me
rap niggas producers they can’t get beats
i’m like lebron but i would never leave the heat
i just ride by my lonely
macs up like i’m tony
my big cuzzo ross on a r.i.p
niggas shady to me and they hate on me
so i scream fuck a squad and just rock with me
and let’s talk ’bout these rap niggas sneak dissin’
yo’ shots are like midgets they gon’ miss me
who the hottest, lil nigga don’t play with me
say my name if you got something to say to me
and if a thot pillow talk we gon’ catch a body
we got shooters on point like we coast up
and it’s really [?] for anybody, and my shooters play ball like we post up
if you don’t like king b then you jealous
’cause you know i’m the shit like i’m elvis
or we shoot like he fade like lil durk
autotune i sound like lil durk
whatever you say it won’t phase me
’cause i’m too fuckin talented at this rap shit
let’s be honest you ain’t with the trap b-tch
instagram only time you double-tap shit
boy gon’ shoot like he rondo i’m talking nine
if i say it’s a frame it’s short in a box
but when i hit it first like i’m ray j
smoking bob marley ain’t talking reggae
niggas pillow talking act like they g-y
niggas so unofficially they 2 faced
i’m king b i’m the best i run [?]
i done let you rap niggas have y’all fame
and these rap niggas rappin’ on my name
’cause it’s obvious niggas is so lame
i keep diggin’ the lou but the lou can’t
i keep diggin’ the lou but the lou can’t
ever since i lost my cousin man-man
i do not fuck with niggas the long way
and these hoes man they goin’ for any nigga, you got money they fuckin’ the strong way
get the fuck out the way let the don through
can’t turn off p.l.o. let the line through
i got heart little man let the line through
rappers fed up the whole fuckin’ line through
and yes i keep on snapping ’cause this is easy
i will continue ’til i’m paid
but with me he move with them jordans
give the packs to that man, ain’t talkin’ arcade games
she with me ain’t talkin’ to police (fuck 12)
free marshawn out the jam fuck the police (fuck 12)
r.i.p. to mike brown keep my pole leaked (fuck 12)
and get justice so fuck all the police
and this is shots thrown the freestyle b-tch
just be honest with me you ain’t shot shit
when the last time yo’ pussy -ss got lit
things gon’ get out of hand they get dropped quick
for my next or my ex or my thots b-tch
’cause these hoes they the same they won’t change up
when you hiding they won’t come around get to callin’ you down i bet baby won’t hang up
i’m the man around town
and these niggas get rounds
man yo’ props man i bet won’t slang nothin’
nigga quick to find any static get ratchets i bet they won’t bang none
(i bet they won’t bang ’em)
i bet they won’t bang none
(i bet they won’t bang ’em)
i bet they won’t bang shit
(yeah!)
fuck you and who ever you came with
(yeah!)
i heard niggas sneak dissin’ on my name
this shit ain’t for anybody

- king b lyrics

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