SHOTTA

[Hook]
Ooh, he want a pic, I bring a camera and a shotta
Hit him in his skully, now he leaking out his matha
Finna devil up, I pass the scroll, and sing a mantra
Now I own your soul, you want it back, I guess it cost ya
Smooth on the block, guess I shmoove on the opps
We don't move for the cops, he can't prove it, he get slocked
Feel like Artemis, archers, turn him to a hedgehog, 'cause I never miss
Tartarus, grew up in the gutter with the heart-a-less

[Verse]
(Aye) He in the county, no federal
(Aye) I flip a body like Demerol
(Ayе) Move through the streets like a gеneral
Shawty, she begging to gag on my genitals
(Aye, aye) Green on me like an emerald
Shawty wanna collar me, she think that I'm an animal
He think it better if I'm left alone
I said I really need to talk, then shattered both his clavicles
They begging just to work for me, I'm sorry, that ain't practical
You got an orange tip up on your gun, oh, is it tactical?
Scriptures on the chains, so don't ask me why my shackles glow
You saying that you slaughter, drop the S, 'cause I'm just laughing, ho

[Chorus]
They tryna take my soul, I'm disappearing in the pics
You gotta give 'em something if you tryna get rich
He try to leak my addy, but I don't exist
Put that boy on vibrate, if he try to start shit

[Bridge]
I need to, like, put a bridge here, but like...shit, like, you know
What if I just put me talking about how I need a bridge?
Actually shit what if I just put this exact conversation I'm having with you about how I need a bridge?

[Chorus]
They tryna take my soul, I'm disappearing in the pics
You gotta give 'em something if you tryna get rich
He try to leak my addy, but I don't exist
Put that boy on vibrate, if he try to start shit

[Hook]
Ooh, he want a pic, I bring a camera and a shotta
Hit him in his skully, now he leaking out his matha
Finna devil up, I pass the scroll, and sing a mantra
Now I own your soul, you want it back, I guess it cost ya
Smooth on the block, guess I shmoove on the opps
We don't move for the cops, he can't prove it, he get slocked
Feel like Artemis, archers, turn him to a hedgehog, 'cause I never miss
Tartarus, grew up in the gutter with the heart-a-less