Imma Shoot Songtext

Shh, don't make a sound
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you

Fresh paint dripping off my ceiling, these nigga wanna kill me
So I'm strapped down with two Glizzys when I'm riding around my city
This KK got me trippin', I said I was done with it
This fifty cut off your engine, I'm in the hood like a transmission
Shit steady getting funked, walk a nigga to the trunk
I pull out '71 Donk, little nigga, big boy yonk
Well, where you been? Shaking my head, not the feds
Ain't doin' no talking, straight droppin' on all you niggas' head
On everybody top, any nigga, that's on me
If I'm going out about anything, I'm dying 'bout my Z
Same old shit, you know the plan
I'm flamin' like, jit, why you ain't use the switch? That was our mans
Yeah, fresh out the gate, you know what's up
Tryna have me a fuck nigga shittin' up blood
Geeked up, bitch, I'm ready to shoot, geeked up, ready to shoot
Run up the money, I don't need no love
Strip the boy naked, let me see your gun Geeked up, bitch, I'm ready to shoot, geeked up, ready to shoot

You know I'm 'bout to shoot (I'm 'bout to squeeze)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you (Think I was police the way I hop out, make a nigga freeze)
Shh, don't make a sound (Don't make a peep)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you ('Cause I'm knocking everybody including me)
You know I'm 'bout to shoot (I'm 'bout to squeeze)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you (Think I was police the way I hop out, make a nigga freeze)
Shh, don't make a sound (Don't make a peep)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you ('Cause I'm knocking everybody including me)

Geeked up, ready to shoot, little homicide, better be cute
I'ma take his soul and poof, I'ma break this phone in two
No Perks, but I'm on this juice, these bitches roll in two
I put my dick in the soup, just me and my stick in the coupe
I think about kickin' the boot, but I don't wanna, you don't want this pressure, little nigga
Losing family members, you gon' die a caterpillar, you gon' never fly
When those vultures land at your drop, boy, its peckin' time
I wish a nigga would, but if he would, he got a death wish
That flaggin' have your ass in the sky, get you airlift
I hate that wasn't my play 'cause if it was I wouldn't have spared him
Little dawg stepped out the car, I wonder what he told the sheriff
Spray the scene and then shift, lotta smoke, cancerous
Killers hold no manners, even bystanders
I got no standards, kill 'em on camera
My name's Kodak, let me see
Brain fragments everywhere, red bottoms on my feet

You know I'm 'bout to shoot (I'm 'bout to squeeze)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you (Think I was police the way I hop out, make a nigga freeze)
Shh, don't make a sound (Don't make a peep)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you ('Cause I'm knocking everybody including me)
You know I'm 'bout to shoot (I'm 'bout to squeeze)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you (Think I was police the way I hop out, make a nigga freeze)
Shh, don't make a sound (Don't make a peep)
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you ('Cause I'm knocking everybody including me)

You know I'm 'bout to shoot
I got these bullets in my hand and I ain't afraid to shoot you
Shh