SHARPSHOOTER by HATE HITMAN Lyrics
Bitch i'm with my fucking goons and your gang look like Looney Tunes
Hop up innat Mazda and that bitch go zoom zoom
Shorty slide through what the fuck you tryna do
I got Nudies, Trues too
Girl this shit not fuckin new
Snakes all in my pocket like I got them Gucci pants
Niggas tryna kick it like a meet and greet they fans
Slide through innat tinted Benz, with the spinning rims
That bitch swinging from her mans like she Bill Tendon
Lex Luger, Freddy Krueger I been booming she been sleep
Jugg and finagle what I make a day you don't make in a week
Making plates for the gang I swear all my niggas eat
And you tryna make a play but I swear all you niggas weak
We in a Ghost and we finna swerve all in Gold Coast
All these bitches fuckin goofy, I could never trust a soul
That bitch tryna say she love me told her I could never fold
And all these folks is fuckin stupid I swear all you niggas slow
What you on, where you at, shorty what you tryna do?
That bitch finna pull through cause she tryna fuck the crew
Niggas said they tryna kill me but I don't got shit to lose
Pull up in a mini coupe with my shooters out the roof
Bitch i'm with the fuckin fam so all my niggas call me Sonny
I'm so mothafuckin hot that folks be saying that i'm sunny
I'm just tryna stack my guap up out here tryna count my money
Hitman pretty nigga but he fuckin ugly and he stuntin
Hop up innat Mazda and that bitch go zoom zoom
Shorty slide through what the fuck you tryna do
I got Nudies, Trues too
Girl this shit not fuckin new
Snakes all in my pocket like I got them Gucci pants
Niggas tryna kick it like a meet and greet they fans
Slide through innat tinted Benz, with the spinning rims
That bitch swinging from her mans like she Bill Tendon
Lex Luger, Freddy Krueger I been booming she been sleep
Jugg and finagle what I make a day you don't make in a week
Making plates for the gang I swear all my niggas eat
And you tryna make a play but I swear all you niggas weak
We in a Ghost and we finna swerve all in Gold Coast
All these bitches fuckin goofy, I could never trust a soul
That bitch tryna say she love me told her I could never fold
And all these folks is fuckin stupid I swear all you niggas slow
What you on, where you at, shorty what you tryna do?
That bitch finna pull through cause she tryna fuck the crew
Niggas said they tryna kill me but I don't got shit to lose
Pull up in a mini coupe with my shooters out the roof
Bitch i'm with the fuckin fam so all my niggas call me Sonny
I'm so mothafuckin hot that folks be saying that i'm sunny
I'm just tryna stack my guap up out here tryna count my money
Hitman pretty nigga but he fuckin ugly and he stuntin