Sickboyrari - In the Party Dancing with My Shooter lyrics

[Sickboyrari - In the Party Dancing with My Shooter lyrics]

Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Guap long, stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Guap long, stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Guap long, stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Guap long, stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Guap long, stretched out like a ruler

Money long like a ruler
Shot a doe wid mah shoota
DTP, I think I loot her
Red beamer run along, nothin' shoot us
Drive slow with my woadie
Iced out Rarri, yeah we rollin'
Hit my phone, aye, where we goin'?
Iced out jewels, yeah they snowin'
Tell my glow, yeah they glowin'
Mind goin' don't know where it goin'
Shit, biddin' with my shoota
Don't run, blow up with my shoota
Louis strap on that MP
Racked up with that M6 boy schooled him
Gothed out, suede up, black bootin'

Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Gula stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Gula stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Gula stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Gula stretched out like a ruler
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Wid mah shoota, wid mah shoota
Gula stretched out like a ruler

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