Shamu ft. Jolly Lyrics

It's Triggerman

Yo, what up, Tampa

I know y'all expect to hear some bullshit on this tape, nigga

Fuck outta here with that bullshit, nigga

Lil Trig, Jolly Kush

Came to eliminate, destroy

Maim, and kill the wannabes

The try-to-be's, the fakes

The phony, the lames

Shade-thrown-ass niggas

We know they lost

And we're here to provide

Guidance or death

It's your choice, nigga

Jolly, drop the bass on these hoes

So we can splash like Shamu

Up in this bitch, yo

I'm grabbin' Tampa by the balls

Order them hits like a boss

Order the shrimp and the lobster

How much does loyalty cost

There is no dollar amount

That's why my circle so small

The fetty, the petty

Machetes, the titties

The bitches, I've been thru it all

Best in T-Town overall

I am not Steven Seagal

But the lyrics are above the law

These niggas on Lean like the Ghostbusters

Who in the fuck is you gonna call

These niggas be poppin' them Adderalls

I'm makin' money in the fall

And I ain't even tryna ball

I'm makin' money in the summer

Lay in the pipe like a plumber

I'm makin' money in the spring

Tryin' to buy me the finer things

I'm makin' money in the winter

Success in my bank when I enter

Trigger is not a beginner

Wish a nigga would like spilinters

Lord forgive me, I'm a sinner

I hope you open me passage

I was just raised like a savage

Call it collateral damage

I am not close to the average

I ain't a typical Chico

Your lady in love

And when I wear a glove

She be calling me Papi So Rico

Papi So Rico

I see these niggas hating,

We just wave at em'

These niggas throwing shade,

We just wave at em'

CNM, man, we don't play.

We just wave at em'

Throw a wave at em'.

Throw a wave at em'

I see these niggas hating,

we just wave at em'

These niggas throwing shade,

we just wave at em'

CNM, man, we don't play

Throw a wave at em'. Throw a wave at em'

Throw a wave at em'

Ayy, bruh

This Jolly

Ayy, on some real shit

I'ma just have to go on y'all's track

On my own track, bruh

Yeah, watch out

Hold up, wait up for me

I'm tryna catch up

I ain't afraid to admit it

I might've fucked up

Burn bridges with all of my friends

Wish I could make the amends

Had to go learn some new lessons

Had to get right with the fam

Had to break ties with my plans

Had to find ways to pay rent

All of you blame the recession

I had to fight the depression

Man, I'm just glad I survived

I might've fallen behind

But I stayed all on my grind

Even when I lost my mind

We know the karma the bitch

Had to do time for the crime

So I held back on the rhymes

While I'm at peace with my psyche

I fuck with more than one city

Listen, my style is combined

What is you hatin' on me for

You need to hit on this reefer

Bitch, I'm like Take La Rocha

I just stay calm like some sifa

I got that rage in my head, though

Don't let me let it go free, though

I don't do well under pressure

There I go missin' my free throws

Bitch, you just fucked up my shit

Now I'm in a bad mood

Please do not play with my hair

Just added shampoos

Why are you shopping on Amazon

Your bills are past due

That kind of shit don't make any sense

Brain on that snafu

Do not invite yourself over

Unless you was bringin' the snafu

I may look skinny to you

Look at me eat like I'm Shamu

Plenty of fish in the sea, though

You will not find me at SeaWorld

I keep an eye on my LaMitra

One can never be too careful

Had that ass threaten to kill me

Told that bitch I double dare you