Sheff G - Lights On lyrics
Sheff G [Michael Kyle Williams] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Sheff G - Lights On lyrics]
Look (Great John on the beat by the way)
I know they cheat on a nigga, look
Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)
Shooter gang in the buildin', huh
(Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
A hunnid straps, how you feelin'?
(Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
We came to, woah, we came to, uh, look
(That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter
That's shooter gang)
'Cause we came to send this bitch up
(Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest
It's fuck how you feelin', nigga
It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance
The gang ain't too friendly, nigga
Can't breathe
(Huh) , bitchеs flockin', can't wait 'til
They meet a nigga, huh, look
Shawty wildin'
She know how to treat a nigga
Thеy lovin' my style, they see me and
They get to wildin' out, huh, huh
They never loved me then, I got
Rich and they love me now, huh
Anybody wanna get it, get that (Ah, woo)
You get hit, you standin' with it
I got thirty rounds for any nigga, huh
You ain't get it, mind your business
(Mind your business)
Look, get to the money, man
You know that I gotta get to the breesh
(Breesh) we eat good (Good) , feast (Feast)
Get to the money, man
You know that I gotta get to the breesh
(Breesh) huh, and we eat good (Way too hard)
She gon' dance, make it bounce with no hands
She get litty, huh, Winner's
Circle in yo' city, huh
Get to sprayin', no graffiti, huh
(Ayy, ayy, huh)
Look, count all your blessings, huh, look
Gang with me, huh, got all the weapons
Racin' forward, push on the gas
Like I'm racin' forward, ayy, ayy
Racin' forward
Push on the gas like I'm racin' forward
(Ayy, ayy)
I got the bag, I was waitin' on it, uh, uh
Waitin' for it
I got the bag, I was waitin' for it
These niggas mad, waitin' on it
Tell them niggas
Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)
Shooter gang in the buildin', yeah
(Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
A hunnid straps, how you feelin'?
(Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
We came to, uh, we came to, uh, look
(That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter
That's shooter gang)
'Cause we came to send this bitch up
(Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest
It's fuck how you feelin', nigga
It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance
The gang ain't too friendly, nigga
Can't breathe
(yeah) , bitches flockin', can't wait 'til
They meet a nigga, huh, look
Shawty wildin'
She know how to treat a nigga