shot down - yung berogie lyrics
twenty*four, twenty*four f*ckers dead
that’s how many i shot in the head
bring the bodies to my bed
then i make my bed red
put some drugs in thanksgiving dinner
got so much wood, i give the girls splinters
sit in the shed, smokin’ that grass
all my girls have got a nice ass
who you know drop a fire beat like this?
finna k!ll a b*tch when i’m all hype like this
o*g b*tch, yeah i grew up down town
in a city where mother f*ckers are all brown
mother f*cker try me, he gon’ get his ass shot down
then i f*ck his b*tch, yeah i’m the triple crown
i go sh* on a b*tch and shut your ass up
and if you a cop, dead, b*tch
yeah, f*ck the ‘ops
(shot down, triple crown, shot down)
looking down the barrel of a 44. caliber
asking for your mom, b*tch well guess what i’m stabbin’ her
lock your doors and kiss your wife
hug your kid and say goodnight
brodie’s coming with a knife
stab your heart and end your life
back on some gang sh*t with the bros, yeah
as the saying goes: “bros are for hoes”
going for a drive, we might do a drive*by
all the enemies gonna go down like flies
if a cop ask, i’ll say i didn’t see it
i was at tim’s, havin’ a timbit
eatin’ some food with my main man brodie
then the next day we do it again, homie
twenty*four, twenty*four f*ckers dead
that’s how many i shot in the head
bring the bodies to my bed
then i make my bed red
put some drugs in thanksgiving dinner
got so much wood, i give the girls splinters
sit in the shed, smokin’ that grass
all my girls have got a nice ass
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