Lakeyah, DJ Drama - Shots Fired Lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
One shot
Two shot (mmm, look like DJ Chose)
Three shot
Keep goin'

Know a bitch bad, post a pic, don't need a caption (bitch, I'm bad)
I keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
Make him buy me Gucci for the coochie call it taxes (tax)
I get to bussin' at these bitches, keep a ratchet
One shot for the bad bitches (one shot for the bad bitches)
Two shots if you sippin' Don Ju'
One shot for the niggas keep the bag with 'em (niggas keep the bag with 'em)
And two shots if your bankroll blue (yeah)

Lil' bitch I'm gettin' money, give a fuck about no drama (bitch, I'm gettin' paid)
'Fore I a add a bitch online, I'ma add another comma (ayy)
I might hit up K.O.D. and throw like 30K in dollars (throw it up)
I ain't trippin', ain't no limit, blew that shit on this designer, uh
Ayy, you niggas should relax 'cause my niggas keep a MAC
Snd they gon' use it (they gon' use it)
Say she with the shit, she gotta prove it (ayy)
Look at how these bitches wave ridin', I'm the blue print
Know I got these bitches real mad, niggas choosin' (niggas choosin')
Ayy, strippers in the section, poppin' bottles straight flexin' (ayy)
I don't need a nigga ever, this a hunnid on my necklace (this a hunnid on my chain, bitch)
This that new season Bottega, this expensive ass steppin'
Ayy, let me post up on the 'Gram 'cause that's the only thing she checkin' (on God)

And I'm like
Know a bitch bad, post a pic, don't need a caption (ayy)
I keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
Make him buy me Gucci for the coochie call it taxes (taxes)
I get to bussin' at these bitches, keep a ratchet (ayy)
One shot for the bad bitches (one shot for the bad bitches)
Two shots if you sippin' Don Ju'
One shot for the niggas keep the bag with 'em (niggas keep the bag with 'em)
And two shots if your bankroll blue

Ayy, one here comes the two to the three to the four
Ayy, thirty thousand ones, can't see the motherfuckin' floor (okay)
The coupe like a bird, know we butterfly the doors (skrr)
Pussy got him buyin' out the motherfuckin' store (ayy, ayy)
Ayy, bitch, I'm booked and busy
Turn around, another plane, I'm gettin' dizzy
What's her name? Ain't fuckin' with me (ain't fuckin' with me)
I just let him taste it, he ain't even fuck and can't forget me (he ain't fuck)
Said, "Lakeyah you the one", that's a fact, now buy that Fendi, nigga

Know a bitch bad, post a pic, don't need a caption (ayy)
I keep the pressure in the bag, high fashion (ayy)
Make him buy me Gucci for the coochie call it taxes (taxes)
I get to bussin' at these bitches, keep a ratchet (ayy)
One shot for the bad bitches (one shot for the bad bitches)
Two shots if you sippin' Don Ju'
One shot for the niggas keep the bag with 'em (niggas keep the bag with 'em)
And two shots if your bankroll blue