BIG30 - Shots Out Da Vette lyrics
BIG30 [Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BIG30 - Shots Out Da Vette lyrics]
Come on, let me punch in
Blrrd
(Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
(Run it back, Playboi)
Uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy
I got this Glock on me now
(Glock on me now)
Six hundred shots trailing me (Blrrd)
Got jaded, need guap with me now
(Guap with me now) , investing in artillery
Each chop got at least sixty rounds (Blrrd)
Catch me sipping Wock' and serving za
(Wock')
Pickup truck full of pounds (Full of pounds)
Clutching this AR
Hoping this fully don't bust in my hand
(Bust in my hand)
When we see that pancake
Bet we flip his lil' bitch ass again
(Bitch ass again)
Gotta know these hollows hurt
I wish you can go ask your man
(Go ask your man)
And we smoke on opps
I think that last boy was my favorite strand
(Gas, gas)
All these VV's 'round my neck, you reach
We gon' take off your hand
I just know you, I don't know him
We finna take off your man
(Take off your man)
KSBG murder murder
We got more K's than the Klan
(K's than the Klan)
T-shirt gang we put niggas on shirts
We turn shit to a brand
BIG30, big nuts, we tote big guns
No nigga playing with me
Know my son look up to me so them choppers
They staying with me
(They staying with me)
You really a ho
You really wanna shake the hand of me
(Shake hands with me)
And I fucked your baby mama
Your lil' girl a fan of me
(A fan)
Could have been my baby mama
But you know the plan was B
(The plan)
Sent some shots and ran from me (He ran)
Chase you in this 6.4 from
Getwell to White Sand Street
(He ran from me)
On the block, we playing for keeps
Loving thots, you laying with freaks
(You laying with freaks)
Draco with the wood and the brown grip
We call it Sandy Cheeks
(It's Sandy Cheeks)
Brand new Glock from out of VA
Had to cop me a four-fifth
(Glock)
Big .223 with the sniper scope and
It came with four clips
One more Percocet, it's over
Better not pop not one more pill
Free PG
He spit on your big homie
And chase you off Beale
(Facts)
You gotta get you a kill if
You wanna be the set
You gotta go on a drill and
We send shots at the neck
(Blrrd)
Headshot gang, keep on your vest
Free Preston, learned from the best
If you see that C8 in your city
(Skrrt) , it's shots in
The 'Vette (My 'Vette
Skrrt)
You know it's shots out the 'Vette (Blrrd)
Hundred something shots in the 'Vette
Blrrd
Blrrd
(Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
(Run it back, Playboi)
Uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy
I got this Glock on me now
(Glock on me now)
Six hundred shots trailing me (Blrrd)
Got jaded, need guap with me now
(Guap with me now) , investing in artillery
Each chop got at least sixty rounds (Blrrd)
Catch me sipping Wock' and serving za
(Wock')
Pickup truck full of pounds (Full of pounds)
Clutching this AR
Hoping this fully don't bust in my hand
(Bust in my hand)
When we see that pancake
Bet we flip his lil' bitch ass again
(Bitch ass again)
Gotta know these hollows hurt
I wish you can go ask your man
(Go ask your man)
And we smoke on opps
I think that last boy was my favorite strand
(Gas, gas)
All these VV's 'round my neck, you reach
We gon' take off your hand
I just know you, I don't know him
We finna take off your man
(Take off your man)
KSBG murder murder
We got more K's than the Klan
(K's than the Klan)
T-shirt gang we put niggas on shirts
We turn shit to a brand
BIG30, big nuts, we tote big guns
No nigga playing with me
Know my son look up to me so them choppers
They staying with me
(They staying with me)
You really a ho
You really wanna shake the hand of me
(Shake hands with me)
And I fucked your baby mama
Your lil' girl a fan of me
(A fan)
Could have been my baby mama
But you know the plan was B
(The plan)
Sent some shots and ran from me (He ran)
Chase you in this 6.4 from
Getwell to White Sand Street
(He ran from me)
On the block, we playing for keeps
Loving thots, you laying with freaks
(You laying with freaks)
Draco with the wood and the brown grip
We call it Sandy Cheeks
(It's Sandy Cheeks)
Brand new Glock from out of VA
Had to cop me a four-fifth
(Glock)
Big .223 with the sniper scope and
It came with four clips
One more Percocet, it's over
Better not pop not one more pill
Free PG
He spit on your big homie
And chase you off Beale
(Facts)
You gotta get you a kill if
You wanna be the set
You gotta go on a drill and
We send shots at the neck
(Blrrd)
Headshot gang, keep on your vest
Free Preston, learned from the best
If you see that C8 in your city
(Skrrt) , it's shots in
The 'Vette (My 'Vette
Skrrt)
You know it's shots out the 'Vette (Blrrd)
Hundred something shots in the 'Vette
Blrrd