YungSaintj - Shoota Flow

Slide with my choppas
Cause I got a 4
I gotta fuck on your hoe
She dropping her panties
She going crazy on brandy
I gotta pop me a zanny
I got some money
And I got some fame
Leveled up bitches they cannot relate

I gotta make it
It's no debate
I cannot fake it
That shit is lame

Slide with my choppas
Cause I got a 4
I gotta fuck on your hoe
She dropping her panties
She going crazy on brandy
I gotta pop me a zanny
I got some money
And I got some fame
Leveled up bitches they cannot relate

I gotta make it
It's no debate
I cannot fake it
That shit is lame

We gonna take out his brain
We gonna run in the rain
We gonna put in the work
Boutta go buy me a merc
Hop in v8 and skirt

I swear I've been through the worst
I'm only now feeling the hurt
I got to boss up and work
I got to flex till it hurt
I got to rap like I'm durk

I got to be who I be
Bet I'm snapping on these beats
Yeah I'm only 18
Dripped out on my scene
Blacked out limousine

Big house money dreams
Big mouths I don't need
Stay low with my team
Dripped out for next week dripped out for next week dripped out for next week

I plan to make it
I got money but that girl
Got make up
And she walking around with no haters
And there's nothing for me to go make up

Honestly how could you hate her
She's being herself
Aside from the looks
She changing her wealth
She Reading the books
I bet she have these people shook

They like to hate on my name
They like to hate on my place
Choppa on my let it spray
I ain't fucking with a k
Everybody know my name
Y to the s j
That's a Yungsaintj
Gone get out the car
With a brand new song
That's the shit that I play

Everybody need respect
Everybody ain't a threat
Pull up on me you'll get wet
Roll around with a vest
No guns do your best
Hands up gotta test
Everybody looking stressed
Play my songs be the guest
I just gotta be the best
Independent till I rest

Slide with my choppas
Cause I got a 4
I gotta fuck on your hoe
She dropping her panties
She going crazy on brandy
I gotta pop me a zanny
I got some money
And I got some fame
Leveled up bitches they cannot relate

I gotta make it
It's no debate
I cannot fake it
That shit is lame

Slide with my choppas
Cause I got a 4
I gotta fuck on your hoe
She dropping her panties
She going crazy on brandy
I gotta pop me a zanny
I got some money
And I got some fame
Leveled up bitches they cannot relate

I gotta make it
It's no debate
I cannot fake it
That shit is lame

Written by:
Danny Beats, Jake Morgan

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