Users

[Chorus]
She got cocaine in her nose
I don’t get stain on my clothes
I keep my friends close
But I keep my enemies closer (let’s go)
You gotta rock Versace shades when you go talk to Medusa (woo)
He tried to talk crazy, then he got shot off a scooter (bah)
I pop me a X and get booted (bah)
I’m throwing that check on her booty (bleh)
You wanna do it? Let’s do it (bleh)
Them shooters be shooting the shooters
Them shooters be shooting the shooters
Who shooting the shooters?
Y’all talking and typing on fking computers
I’m trapping and serving the users (let’s go)

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[Verse 1]
Cartier frames on my face, I’m a motherfking dork (sheesh)
I’m about to get on they ass like motherfking booty shorts (blehh)
You out here, you chasing that bag, then you gotta stay on the course
Hundred-round mag on the chop, this btch is gonna rip through his torso
She’s a canine, I call her Cane Corso
All designer clothes all in my wardrobe
I be driving the cars with the turbo
I’m a Gemini, my btch is a Virgo
Plug ask me how much I need, I told him bring quattro (four)
I’m stepping Giuseppe
I walk in the building, I look like gazpacho

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[Chorus]
She got cocaine in her nose
I don’t get stain on my clothes
I keep my friends close
But I keep my enemies closer (let’s go)
You gotta rock Versace shades when you go talk to Medusa (woo)
He tried to talk crazy, then he got shot off a scooter (bah)
I pop me a X and get booted (bah)
I’m throwing that check on her booty (bleh)
You wanna do it? Let’s do it (bleh)
Them shooters be shooting the shooters
Them shooters be shooting the shooters
Who shooting the shooters?
Y’all talking and typing on fking computers
I’m trapping and serving the users (let’s go)