Shoot G Herbo & Skilla Baby

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[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(Two, three, four, fuck the opps, them niggas hoes)
(Bangers Music Group)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Ha, hmm

[Pre-Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'm in Miami in the coupe
Man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter fact, you see 'em, shoot

[Chorus: Skilla Baby & G Herbo]
Shoot, shoot, shoot (Baow)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (Baow)
You see my opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot (Baow), shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (You see the opps, you better shoot)
Shoot, pussy
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (You better shoot, come on)

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Ayy
They outside, you know what to do
Backseat, hop out, in the streets, pick a group
Niggas hoes, post tweets, they see me, what he do?
So I must say, "See you," you see me? Nigga, shoot
Eyes bloody, I see red, know niggas that bang blue
Ma said, "Babe, they be shootin' outside," ma, I be shootin' shit up too
Drop the top on the coupe outside, waitin' on a fuck nigga to lose
I heard, "Herbo ain't that nigga," waitin' on a fuck nigga to prove it
Wide awake, we caught him snoozin'
Like N.W.A, we ruthless
Know my opps feelin' hopeless, grab the 'Lac and bulletproofed it