Shooters Lyrics

Free all the shooters, all my niggas, be uppin the ruger

Fuck all the opps, you know how we do em

RGE gang, we really influence

Talk all that shit, got shot off a scooter

Nother opp dead, got hit in a Uber

How'd that nigga get beat with a clip

Couldn't be me, It stay on my hip

New AP, gon' make his shit flip

Von on go, he ready to kill

Stop all that talking, go get in the field

Ain't for the games, this shit could get real

And free bruh, we went on a drill

That boy was lackin, got popped like a pill

That boy was lackin, got hit with the steel

That boy was lackin, got hit with a..

Damn

Y'all niggas, be tough for the net

Your cousin got smoked, you still ain't get back

Couldn't be me, would've made a new pack

Y'all niggas ain't tough, y'all spinning on tracks

Nigga got lined, got whacked for some cat

If that was me, would've shot of her tracks

RGE Militia on top of the map

We Ridin through the city tryin to catch us a hat

Keep dissing, we upping

Damn right, I'm smoking my cousin

Pussy ass nigga, Got hit in his muffin

This 40 on me, get the buckin

And so many shells, you can't duck it

Fuck it, y'all niggas really on nothing

And when we was spinning, they block, they lie

They said a nigga won't on it

Enough is enough

I'm in the city, I'm waiting to get touched

Just like confetti, the chopper gon' bust

Get to the bag, you know that's a must

I did some shit, I keep it on hush

Just know that nigga got turned into dust

Just know that nigga got turned into runtz

Getting too lazy, ain't spin in a month

I'm with some niggas who kill for the fun

Year 24, y'all niggas is done

Niggas behind, there's nowhere to run

All that talking, get you sent to the sun

Ain't no lackin, I keep me a gun

Bendin they block, we been on a hunt

Bendin they block, we been on a hunt

Free all the shooters, all my niggas, be uppin the ruger

Fuck all the opps, you know how we do em

RGE gang, we really influence

Talk all that shit, got shot off a scooter

Nother opp dead, got hit in a Uber

How'd that nigga get beat with a clip

Couldn't be me, It stay on my hip

New AP, gon' make his shit flip

Von on go, he ready to kill

Stop all that talking, go get in the field

Ain't for the games, this shit could get real

And free bruh, we went on a drill

That boy was lackin, got popped like a pill

That boy was lackin, got hit with the steel

That boy was lackin, got hit with a..

Damn