yungshooter

(Ay, what these niggas on, Soulja?)

[Chorus]
Young shooter, young shooter, young shooter, young shooter
Boy, I was a young shooter
Ride 'round wit' that fuckin′ Ruger
I just want that fuckin' mula
Fuckin′ on a fuckin' cougar
Spank 'em with that fuckin′ ruler
My young nigga tryna do ya
Young nigga, young nigga
Ride 'round wit' them fuckin′ figures
Try that boy, he press the trigger
He don't play around with these niggas
She like, "That′s a real nigga"
She like, "I wanna chill with him"
You can call me Sane Get Him
Took my bullets, 5 ain't hit him

[Verse]
I was mad that switch ain't hit him
But we got his stick, hit mental
He was dissin′ then he died, this shit not coincidental
Load the box up with the 5, we gon' spin shit in a rental
I make niggas switch they side, 'bout lil Sane, you know he'll kill ′em
Yuh, what
'Bout lil Sane, some shit get dropped
Nigga mad about that ho, come this way, get put on Fox
We hit they shit, we got the drop
We come through spinnin', fully Glock
That fat bitch, he is not no opp
He get backdoored for calling the cop

[Chorus]
Young shooter, young shooter, young shooter, young shooter
Boy, I was a young shooter
Ride 'round wit' that fuckin′ Ruger
I just want that fuckin' mula
Fuckin′ on a fuckin' cougar
Spank 'em with that fuckin′ ruler
My young nigga tryna do ya
Young nigga, young nigga
Ride 'round wit' them fuckin′ figures
Try that boy, he press the trigger
He don't play around with these niggas
She like, "That′s a real nigga"
She like, "I wanna chill with him"
You can call me Sane Get Him
Took my bullets, 5 ain't hit him