Shooter Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Hook]
All my life I hustled just to get that moolah, and stack my change up and go see the jeweler.
Standin' in the kitchen I whip up that work (*2)

[Verse 1]
All I ever had was the cocaïne my cousin Leeroy was the dope man. And GT switchin' four lanes. On the stove whip the cook up like propane ay! On the block where the shots go "bang !" Only real niggas really gon'hang. All my life, you was saved by the bell. I was saved by the cocaïne, ay ! Young boys with choppers, young boys with lawers. We stand in the kitchen and whip out that work.

[Hook *2]
All my life I hustled just to get that moolah, and stack my change up and go see the jeweler.
Standin' in the kitchen I whip up that work (*2)

[Verse 2]
Got the trap house bumpin' first in the month where the kids run. Got the whole block jumping on fire. Name on ring when I come through ay! Addicted to moolah, no favors. This feel like a hell of a day bro. I'm falling in love with that coco. Shit run in my veins and whole soul. Got the whole block in a choke hold. Middle finger to the popo. Cool is so coola, addicted to moolah hey !

[Hook *2]
All my life I hustled just to get that moolah, and stack my change up and go see the jeweler.
Standin'in the kitchen I whip up that work (*2)

[Bridge] (Mash-up)

[Hook *2]
All my life I hustled just to get that moolah, and stack my change up and go see the jeweler.
Standin' im the kitchen I whip up that work (*2)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.