Shots Fired

Lyrics

[Intro: Tray Savage] Turn up man, glory boyz man Ride around in my hood, shots fired man Ride around in my hood, bop, bop, huh [Chrous: Tray Savage] Riding around in my hood, we smoking on that loud Bad Bitch and I fucked the bitch, but the bitch is yelling too loud That 50 round with that Glock shit, I blow a lil nigga down You sneak dissing, you bitch nigga, I send his ass to the clouds This bitch told me I'm turnt up, told the lil bitch you just turnt down Bullets comin' on niggas tellin', he has to work around, before I move around Blood Money blew these niggas down with the 50 rounds or 100 rounds Drill town to my lil niggas, we'll drop his ass, won't make a sound [Verse 1: Capo] Me and Tray Savage, we let them shots fly Pull up at the stop sign, won't stop firing Other city with the shits, nigga stop lyin' Me and formo got the fist up to his mouth now Your rap career not goin' anywhere, so stop tryin' Plot in my house and you see me where no shots fired We in traffic, smoking dope, got them 50s tucked Me and Glo runnin', when you see us, give it up We gon' shoot yo dumbass boy if you don't have enough We gon' blast yo dumbass boy because you actin' tough And I know that you have something, have something 4-0 knock his noodles off his conscious, his conscious I get laughed at, you get blast at (Get blast at) 5K for them features man I'm pass that (I'm pass that) See a opp walkin' while I'm drivin', got the ratchet pass it to Tray Savage I ain't killin' no civilians, when you see me you know I'ma blast now [Chrous: Tray Savage] Riding around in my hood, we smoking on that loud Bad Bitch and I fucked the bitch, but the bitch is yelling too loud That 50 round with that Glock shit, I blow a lil nigga down You sneak dissing, you bitch nigga, I send his ass to the clouds This bitch told me I'm turnt up, told the lil bitch you just turnt down Bullets comin' on niggas tellin', he has to work around, before I move around Blood Money blew these niggas down with the 50 rounds or 100 rounds Drill town to my lil niggas, we'll drop his ass, won't make a sound [Verse 2: Tray Savage] Pull off with that Glock out Shots fired, you fall out 40. on me, let it poke out A nigga try me then his life is out Stupid boy with a lotta clout With a bitch bad, I put her out R.I.P to them young niggas, young nigga who drillin' out Niggas talkin', I hop out, pull that Glock out Couple killers in a couple cuts, outside his hosue Nigga talkin' 'till I stretch his ass, leave him on the couch Police come when I dropped his ass, after 30 minutes so they left him out A lotta fame with a lotta clout, got hella bands so I'm steppin' out Business man so I'm talkin' to 'em but a nigga playin' so I took him out Hundred thou, this Blood Money, you ain't guaped out, you ain't cashed out Out in traffic, got my pistol with me Got my niggas with me so it's killers with me All I know is get a bad bitch so I chase the bag, got my heart racin' All my niggas on that block, bitch, they don't talk shit, they gon' drop shit Off a pill got a lotta loud, got a lotta liquor, I'ma start shit Corner store, catch a nigga lackin' with his mans so we tote shit [Chorus: Tray Savage] Riding around in my hood, we smoking on that loud Bad Bitch and I fucked the bitch, but the bitch is yelling too loud That 50 round with that Glock shit, I blow a lil nigga down You sneak dissing, you bitch nigga, I send his ass to the clouds This bitch told me I'm turnt up, told the lil bitch you just turnt down Bullets comin' on niggas tellin', he has to work around, before I move around Blood Money blew these niggas down with the 50 rounds or 100 rounds Drill town to my lil niggas, we'll drop his ass, won't make a sound