30 Shots

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, yeah, ooh [Chorus] Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Ayy, sellin' bags through Maryland I'ma hit him in the trap and I'm swervin' [Verse] Two twin Glocks on me so yeah I'm perfect Two twin Glocks on me, I'm safe and certain I'm cashin' out, I'm tryna get big bucks Ooh, bitcoin, ooh, lucked up, ooh And them thangs over here for me, ooh You a lame, you not sittin' with me, ooh I'm givin' game to a lame I'm givin' fame to a cheap ho, ooh Luciano, all he want is a bankroll I'm so solid nigga so I can't fold Nigga, I do not like these niggas Shoot these niggas up, go grab the rifle nigga Luciano like a sniper nigga Singing glee like the Sniper niggas I'm the plug, come and get it nigga Caught an opp then we get in with niggas Pull up on you, F&N on niggas In the trenches, everything kosher And I'm sippin' on that purple potion I'm the quarterback, I call the motion I got toasters with me so we toastin' And them choppers singin' like Frank Ocean [Chorus] Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Ayy, sellin' bags through Maryland I'ma hit him in the trap and I'm swervin' Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Thirty shots, shot up his whole car, arm out the caravan Ayy, sellin' bags through Maryland I'ma hit him in the trap and I'm swervin'