Fredo Bang - Shootas on the Roof lyrics

Droppin' hit's and killin' just
Like the Bang Man
It's a beautiful day to die
You know what I'm sayin'?
You know, we givin' out free coffins
You know so if you'd like a free coffin
Just place your order
Ayy, put an application, all you gotta do is
Send a diss song, make a diss song
Or just send a threat
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat
And your needs will be met, best believe that
In the name of Gee, fuck a nigga
QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat

Alright, I got shooters on the roof
And they aimin' just right, yeah yeah
You got my smoke and that's right, yeah yeah
Shooters, they on go and that's right
Yeah yeah i got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh


I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
And they aimin' right at you ooh ooh
(Bang Man)

Piece of bread
I put that bread up on your head
And now the brothers fed
You niggas pussy as a fuck
Y'all tryna gain some cred
And I got niggas lookin' for
You like an Easter egg you heard what I said
So nigga what you tryna do?
I'ma sneeze on a nigga like I got the flu
(Achoo) shit we want the whole gang
Not just one or two (I'm sorry)
He like, "Who want war with
Us?" and I'm like, "What it do?"
You know I'm with the move (Me)
I'm stalkin' while you postin' pictures
I got niggas wan' get with you
Run up on me like you Superman
I make this forty kiss you
Catch him ridin' with his lady
Got him thinkin' that he straight
I'ma do him dirty
Feed him hollows like a dinner date

Alright, I got shooters on the roof
And they aimin' just right, yeah yeah
You got my smoke and that's right, yeah yeah
Shooters, they on go and that's right
Yeah yeah i got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
And they aimin' right at you ooh ooh

We don't make threats on Instagram
We clappin' shit for real nigga (For real)
Put that Glock up in my hand and
Watch how quick I deal with 'em
(It's real)
Raise the chopper in the name of Gee
You know I'm still with him (For real)
And you can't join the gang unless
You come in with a kill, nigga
Born a killer
Mama say I got that murder swag (yeah, yeah)
Red bandana on the weapon
That's a murder rag (yeah)
No coppin' deuces, bitch you stupid
We ain't wavin' flags (yeah)
I got a shooter, he Caucasian
Call him Steve Nash (Grah)
Don't answer questions 'bout the opps
I'm not into that (For real)
Nigga killed my dawg
Can't wait to go and get him back (yeah)
Caught him on the interstate
They say I did that bad (Don't care)
But he was talkin' all that reck'
He should expect to crash (Fuck 'em)
Ain't finish college 'cause I'd
Rather bust a head (True story)
They talkin' shit but really soft
I call 'em Ted (True story)
I send One Theezy, he a shotta with no dreads
My shooter like my barber
I pay him a dub a head

Alright, I got shooters on the roof
And they aimin' just right, yeah yeah
You got my smoke and that's right, yeah yeah
Shooters, they on go and that's right
Yeah yeah i got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
And they aimin' right at you ooh ooh
Alright, I got shooters on the roof
And they aimin' just right, yeah yeah
You got my smoke and that's right, yeah yeah
Shooters, they on go and that's right
Yeah yeah i got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
I got shooters on the roof ooh ooh
And they aimin' right at you ooh ooh

Yeah nigga, the fuckin' Bang Man
You heard me?
You know, B-Meezy, Elmo in the rockin' red
I'm the reason why your baby daddy scared
With his bitch ass, know what I'm sayin'?
In the name of Gee
If you ain't talkin' 'bout
No fuckin' money
Don't make no sense to speak