56 Shotz WillThaRapper

[Intro]
I got 56 shots
I think I got my 56 opps
Woo 56 cops
Nah I was just playing
Fuck 12 ya here me
Man niggas be purpin'
Like a mo'fucka ya here me
I ain't gon' hold em though
I know you niggas pussy
That shit don't concern me though
Gang! Gang Gang!
Let me start by saying
That this shit ain't for show
If you think I'm bluffing
Just go ask the opps
Cause they know
And them mothafuckas better not lie
Cause this shit forreal ya here me
Gang!

[Verse]
Bitch I walk round with two sticks
And two pistols in case one of em jam on me
Fucked that bitch
And I told her roll out
Kicked her out of the house
Now she trynna get her fam on me
Give a fuck ain't got time for discussions
But I got a 30 for brothers and cousins
You would've thought the opps
Went and cheated on us
By the way that we dumping
We not like the other guys
We don't see the opps
And just let em slide
This .45 like Fox 45
The way it get em televised
Not with the purpin'
So you better tell them guys
Got a baby choppa
It's Beretta size
Bring a nightmare to your dream
And the shit gon' be worse
Than the scene in Coretta's eyes
Bitch I ride for my profit
Wasn't selling pies
Niggas be talking like they Pablo Escobar
But they broke as shit and they don't have a car
Ask em for work they be like
Shit I gotta bar
This shit is not barred
If I catch a opp
I might flip out the car
The way I hang out the window
And bang this AR
The way I'm shooting the smith
They should call me JR
And these niggas don't rap bout
As bitch as they are
They be like "We tote 30's and shoot at the opps"
But you ain't in the streets
Nigga who is your opps
But you don't go no opps
And you don't get no props
You a pussy nigga
Why don't you rap like you steppin'
If I catch a opp
I'm testing this FN
If you catch a opp
You just take a picture
And mention on twitter like
"I caught you lacking"
But what the fuck happened?
Talkin' all that shit and all that rappin'
But you seen the opps
Then he walked away
Both arms both legs and no scratches
Niggas be purpin' I swear to god
Niggas be pussy I swear to god
You think we bluffing
Just hang with the opps
And when we pull up
You gon' see how we rock
Glock abusive watch it beat up the block
Hol' wait think I hear the cops
Never mind them lunchin'
That shit just a shot
Pussy niggas hating
That shit just a opp
Bitch why you trippin'
That bitch just a thot
Opps caught me lacking
But I ducked them shots
Caught the opps lacking
Guess he wasn't as smart
Got a lil freaky thot
That bitch sit on the bus
Call her ass Rosa Parks
Fanta Sprite codeine Hi-Tech
In this cup it's a work of art
Walk hard in that bitch
Till I forgot
"oh I fucked that bitch too shit I forgot"
Don't blame me bitch
Blame the nigga that's making the script
I just purchased an eight in a zip
My bitch told me stop drinking lean
Just stick with the weed
She don't want me to turn into a fiend
I told her ass worry bout yourself
Don't worry bout me
Bitch I'm good long as I'm getting green
My bruvahs just snaked out my bruvah
They from the same hood
That's some shit I just can't get between
But they both still my brothers
Unless you wanna be gone from your mother
Suggest you don't get in between
But they say my life is a movie
I guess that they ass skippin' scenes
Cause this shit I'm livin'
Damn sure don't belong on the screen
Been totin' the .40 since teens
Forty 16's swear I had like 56 shots
Wanna beef then we beefin'
I swear I won't think you a opp
And I swear I won't be scared
To get busy with opps
Bought a drum with a Glock
And I stepped on the block
With my 56 shots
Glock with 380
56 shots
Glock with a drum 380 6 shots