Yvngshad - Playa Shot Lyrics

Ay
Shh, Uh
Ay (Cletus bouta fuck em up with this beat!
Ay, Imma step on niggas with a passion, that's what the fuck I'm on
Keep this bitch here tucked inside my pants just like a uniform
You ain't know lil boy I'm bout to teach so bitch come take a seat
Bro done hit me say he got them P's so bitch I'm bout to eat
Hollowtips a frequent conversation
Really wanna kill this nigga, in my room I'm steady pacing
Niggas creeped me from the start, but I been seen that shit like Raven
Raised these niggas like my babies, but ion need shit in return
Light this bitch and let it burn, I'm high af won't say a shh
Fifty shots up on the curb, yeah when it shoot that bitch go shhh
Yeah send that boy straight to the gu
My dawg caught ten, aint 22
Shid I'm feeling like that, 23
But if I need that, 24
Think I'm lying? My dawg caught life, he aint even 26
Tried to tell my dawg to stop that riding with them dirty sticks
But I can't even cap, know how it be, shid its a dirty game
Lil ass boy, we nun the same
Bet I up the flame
Got a playa shot, when I'm in the booth
He gon keep on talking, run his mouth
Bullets hit his tooth
He a simp ass nigga, he beat bitches
She ain't into you
Don't approach me on that pussy shit cause I been in the mood
I can't be in public, I talk shit when I be on the juice
I done ran that shit up, I might sip some 1942
Swear that they want beef, but they on burners
See the hoe in you
I hung up my jersey but I used to have a hoe or two
I swear to god I'll kill my dawg he ever go to switching sides
And instagram got niggas seeing backwards out here living lies
And I'm a nice ass nigga, nigga test it? Shid a nigga die
Bro he GI-Joe
He sleep with tecs and bathe with MP5s
In my head, I'm smacking niggas
In real life, I'm really chilling
I had turned my back on niggas
In they story, I been the villain
Really, don't wanna say nothing
Shid what's that? The fifth amendment?
Bro what's that? The sixth attempted?
Double back, a nigga tempted
HP and I got a AR pistol and the windows tinted
(Shh) done dropped like nine hundred grams off
I'm tryna make it Diddy
10 gon turn to 20
25, I'm tryna shake to 50
That boy broke he got a cougar, she gon make him lick it
Got a playa shot, when I'm in the booth
He gon keep on talking, run his mouth
Bullets hit his tooth
He a simp ass nigga, he beat bitches
She ain't into you
Don't approach me on that pussy shit cause I been in the mood
I can't be in public, I talk shit when I be on the juice
I done ran that shit up, I might sip some 1942
Swear that they want beef, but they on burners
See the hoe in you
I hung up my jersey but I used to have a hoe or two

Ay
Shh, Uh
Ay (Cletus bouta fuck em up with this beat!
Ay, Imma step on niggas with a passion, that's what the fuck I'm on
Keep this bitch here tucked inside my pants just like a uniform
You ain't know lil boy I'm bout to teach so bitch come take a seat
Bro done hit me say he got them P's so bitch I'm bout to eat
Hollowtips a frequent conversation
Really wanna kill this nigga, in my room I'm steady pacing
Niggas creeped me from the start, but I been seen that shit like Raven
Raised these niggas like my babies, but ion need shit in return
Light this bitch and let it burn, I'm high af won't say a shh
Fifty shots up on the curb, yeah when it shoot that bitch go shhh
Yeah send that boy straight to the gu
My dawg caught ten, aint 22
Shid I'm feeling like that, 23
But if I need that, 24
Think I'm lying? My dawg caught life, he aint even 26
Tried to tell my dawg to stop that riding with them dirty sticks
But I can't even cap, know how it be, shid its a dirty game
Lil ass boy, we nun the same
Bet I up the flame
Got a playa shot, when I'm in the booth
He gon keep on talking, run his mouth
Bullets hit his tooth
He a simp ass nigga, he beat bitches
She ain't into you
Don't approach me on that pussy shit cause I been in the mood
I can't be in public, I talk shit when I be on the juice
I done ran that shit up, I might sip some 1942
Swear that they want beef, but they on burners
See the hoe in you
I hung up my jersey but I used to have a hoe or two
I swear to god I'll kill my dawg he ever go to switching sides
And instagram got niggas seeing backwards out here living lies
And I'm a nice ass nigga, nigga test it? Shid a nigga die
Bro he GI-Joe
He sleep with tecs and bathe with MP5s
In my head, I'm smacking niggas
In real life, I'm really chilling
I had turned my back on niggas
In they story, I been the villain
Really, don't wanna say nothing
Shid what's that? The fifth amendment?
Bro what's that? The sixth attempted?
Double back, a nigga tempted
HP and I got a AR pistol and the windows tinted
(Shh) done dropped like nine hundred grams off
I'm tryna make it Diddy
10 gon turn to 20
25, I'm tryna shake to 50
That boy broke he got a cougar, she gon make him lick it
Got a playa shot, when I'm in the booth
He gon keep on talking, run his mouth
Bullets hit his tooth
He a simp ass nigga, he beat bitches
She ain't into you
Don't approach me on that pussy shit cause I been in the mood
I can't be in public, I talk shit when I be on the juice
I done ran that shit up, I might sip some 1942
Swear that they want beef, but they on burners
See the hoe in you
I hung up my jersey but I used to have a hoe or two