[Lyric] SHOOTERS (Big $oHo FAB)

(Intro)
Gang, SixOwe SixOwe, Woo!


(chorus x2)
Bring out my shooters in bulk, won't like the shooters i call, dont get my shooters involved, dont let your hitters get parked, cause you can get sent to the morgue


(Verse 1)
2 Chops , 2 Mags, 1 box, 1 bag get em hit, toe tag, lyft him then dash. We spin blocks, dont pass, now thats what i call a sack,bullets hit front to back (Bow, Bow),we gon leave him where he at (right there)
Thats what happen when you lack, call em’ seran, get him wrapped
Wetty and she so attached (Woo!)


(chorus x2)
Bring out my shooters in bulk, won't like the shooters I call, dont get my shooters involved, look at the shooters I brought, you can get sent to the morgue

(Verse 2)

Teach him a lesson, walk wit a stroll, .357 that be pole, king like Tekken, mask and a weapon, boy i was destined to kick in your door, totin’ the ruger as i slide in this uber, niggas is pussy from roota to toota, jiggy been viral, no computers, shoutout my momma she ain't raise a loser, true my religion, im praying to Buudha, mixing the purp wit the pint, now I’m booler, want war wit my flock then be wary of shooters, want war wit my flock then be wary of shooters

(chorus x2)
Bring out my shooters in bulk, won't like the shooters I call, dont get my shooters involved, look at the shooters I brought, you can get sent to the morgue