Lil Romo, Scorey - Shoulders lyrics

If you want some smoke
We knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip
 then we go back and then reload them
(Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm
Clutching on the toes still
Leaned a lot of shit about my
Life as I got older i got just what it take
And I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
I came up for the team
I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles were what made
Me into a man
I would roll wit' my brothers, they need me
I give a hand

Truly deep in the isle, the
Drum wit' 30s on knocks
You know we ain't clamped
Bеtter watch out for the snakes in rah grass
It might bе your mans
Benjamins all in my pockets
I don't need no new ones I go try friends
When I'm through and I'm only nineteen
Don't need no advance
Reese told me, "Romo take over the streets"
I got a lil' bag, niggas looking for me
If I don't got a strap, house lookin' for me
Too millie on, my niggas took 'em from me
Reese told me, "Romo take over the streets"
I got a lil' bag, niggas looking for me
If I don't got a strap, house lookin' for me
Too millie on, my niggas took 'em from me
Fuck wit' her if you a killer
That I know is finding insanity
Just to get the Louis put on bread
He bring his friend to me
Just ask for a puicture on
Live where people 'standing me
'Bout to pick a side, not lose a life
That's if you play wit' me

If you want some smoke
We knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip
Then we go back and then reload them
(Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm
Clutching on the toes still
Leaned a lot of shit about my
Life as I got older i got just what it take
And I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
I came up for the team
I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles were what made
Me into a man
I would roll wit' my brothers, they need me
I give a hand

I'm like, "Fuck the
Opps, she pistol-clapping"
Then we forget what happened
Went back to back in different worlds
They extended clips for extra damage
Them older niggas never told us
That this would happen
Yougin' wit' them niggas
Can't control let's be super savage
Skrilly let that pole burst
It's like a soldier
Paranoid, I can't trust a soul
Wit' his pole tucked ain't no toy
Bet that nigga froze when we load up
Chrome and cold, bullets gettin' thrown up
Ain't no warm up
Snitch game, made it off a mixtape
Shoot until my wrist break
Then I prolly switch place
If you say the opps sittin'
Better at a big cake
Washy got a mop stick, shooting
Where the Nix play, uh
If you want some smoke, we knock
His head off his shoulder, no low blow
Every time that I said him, "Hello"
He a no-show better now, pull up driving
Slow, that's a no, no
A Twizzy blow
Hit that nigga dome when his nose blow

If you want some smoke
We knock his head off his shoulder (Bitch)
Empty out the clip
Then we go back and then reload them
(Then reload them)
I can't trust these niggas who I'm
Clutching on the toes still
Leaned a lot of shit about my
Life as I got older i got just what it take
And I'm gon' do just what I can (What I can)
I came up for the team
I gotta put on for the land (For the land)
Situations and troubles were what made
Me into a man
I would roll wit' my brothers, they need me
I give a hand