Shoulders

[Chorus: Lil Romo]
If you want some smoke, we knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip, then we go back and then reload them (Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm clutching on my toes still
Learned a lot of shit about my life as I got older
I got just what it take, and I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
Gon' put on for the team, I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles, what made me into a man
Gonna roll wit' my brothers, they need me, I give a hand

[Verse 1: Lil Romo]
Truly deep in the isle, the drum wit' .30s on knocks, you know we ain't clamped
Better watch out for the snakes in thе grass, it might be your mans
Benjamins all in my pockets, I don't need no nеw ones, I go try friends
[?] when I'm through and I'm only nineteen, don't need no advance
Reese told me, "Romo take over the streets"
I got a lil' bag, niggas looking for me
If I don't got a strap, house lookin' for me
Too millie on, my niggas took 'em from me
Reese told me, "Romo take over the streets"
I got a lil' bag, niggas looking for me
If I don't got a strap, house lookin' for me
Too millie on, my niggas took 'em from me
Fuck wit' her if you a killer, that I know is finding insanity
Just to get the Louis put on bread, he bring his friend to me
Just ask for a picture on live where people 'standing me
'Bout to pick a side, not lose a life, that's if you play wit' me

[Chorus: Lil Romo]
If you want some smoke, we knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip, then we go back and then reload them (Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm clutching on my toes still
Learned a lot of shit about my life as I got older
I got just what it take, and I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
Gon' put on for the team, I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles, what made me into a man
Gonna roll wit' my brothers, they need me, I give a hand

[Verse 2: Scorey]
I'm like, "Fuck the opps, she pistol-clapping", then we forget what happened
Back to back in different worlds, extended clips for extra damage
Them older niggas never told us that this would happen
Youngins, but them niggas can't control us, we super savage
Skrilly let that pole burst, it's like a soldier
Paranoid, I can't trust a soul wit' his pole tucked
Ain't no toy, bet that nigga froze when we load up
Chrome and cold, bullets gettin' thrown, ain't no warm up
Snitch game, made it off a mixtape
Shoot until my wrist break, then I prolly switch place
If you say the opps sittin' better at a big cake
Washy got a mop stick, shooting where the Nix play, uh
If you want some smoke, we knock his head off his shoulder, no low blow
Every time that I said him, "Hello", he a no-show
Better now, pull up driving slow, that's a no, no
A Twizzy blow, hit that nigga dome when his nose blow

[Chorus: Lil Romo]
If you want some smoke, we knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip, then we go back and then reload them (Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm clutching on my toes still
Learned a lot of shit about my life as I got older
I got just what it take, and I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
Gon' put on for the team, I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles were what made me into a man
Gonna roll wit' my brothers, they need me, I give a hand