Shoot Yo Mans 10KDunkin & ATL Smook (Ft. JWitDaBeam)

[Chorus: 10kDunkin]
Ayy
Running to the money, I ain't gettin' tired
Gotta watch my back, gotta keep that fire
Gotta keep that stick on my side
Won't say hi, bitch, I'm high
All my niggas, they gon' ride
All my niggas, they gon' slide
They don't need a reason why
All these bands, I pulled that Glock right out my pants
Yeah, this bad ho keep on calling me, she tryna fuck up my plans
Heard that nigga want some smoke, I might just have to shoot her mans
I might have to shoot your mans
I might have to shoot your mans
I might have to shoot your mans, oh
Nigga playin' with these bands
But, lil' nigga, I ain't playin'
I might have to shoot your mans (Yeah)
I might have to shoot your mans
I might have to shoot your mans
I might have to shoot your mans, oh
Nigga playin' with these bands
But, lil' nigga, I ain't playin'
I might just go shoot your mans

[Verse 1: ATL Smook]
Yeah, no guitar, I play with bands
I call your bitch, she bring a friend
I flex so hard, they cannot stand
I got this shit out the mud, I didn't need no helping hand
Lean so hard, I don't think I can stand
Chopper blowing like a fan, ooh
Dirty kitchen, pots and pans
My wrist love to dirty dance
I spent one K on my pants
I might take a trip to France
Count a backend when I land
Drip on me came from Japan
He say he gang, he not my mans, ooh
For the fam, I gotta go hard
Yeah, you know it's Stack or Starve
Foreign cars parked in my yard
Foreign cars in the garage
I said lil' bitch we living large
Life's a gamble, play your cards
If you stay down, you gon' go far, yeah