Don’t Shoot ‘Em Lyrics

Artist: Lil Wayne (Feat Marley G & Rich The Kid)
EP: D6: Reloaded
Year: 2017

[Intro – Marley G & (Lil Wayne)]
(Marley G blood)
Don’t shoot ’em

[Verse 1 – Marley G]
Black out my red bandana
Dressed in all red like Santa
Me and Tune ride in the Phantom
Spiked out my Pineapple Fanta
My flows sick like cancer
Doing the drugs at a random
Bitch I ball like Amber
Keepin’ one in the chamber
Fuckin’ your bitch in the Hamptons
Checkin’ my diamonds, nothin’ fugazi
All of you niggas is shady
Crack flow, 80s baby
Hella wavy on them hoes
Pop a perc on them hoes
Giver her something for her nose
All them bitches down to roll
Swervin’ all in your lane
Don’t crash, feel the pain
Dope music in my veins
Skating on ’em with Lil Wayne

[Verse 2 – Rich The Kid]
Way too much ice now I’m skating on ’em
Flexing, I pull out the Wraith on ’em
He saving these hoes, put a cape on him
New freezer the water my neck homie
Pronto, took her to the condo
I’m balling on niggas like Lonzo
Too foreign, you don’t get no convo
Too rich, I don’t need no broke hoe
Sprite in the Pineapple Fanta
Kill every song like cancer
Put it in the lock, do damage
Once I fuck a bitch she vanish
I bust on her boobies
Pull out the camera, we making a movie
Look up to Lil Tunechi
I came out the trap now I smoke out a cutie
She graduated, but the head stupid
Might tell my shooter go and do it
Off the lot had a top gon’ lose it
And they all taking pictures, they groupies
Fuck the Patek, she a real model, but I just want the neck
Give me a sec, big jet on the way to a check

[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne]
Okay, okay, okay, me and your bae soulmates
But if that hoe disobey, it’s back to Chipotle
Beat that pussy up, no foreplay, Oscar De La Hoya
She ride this dick like horse play
I send her back bowlegged
She go right, left, she go both ways
When he asked, she say: “no way”
I can make her play her role and roleplay
I can make a red-bone feel rosé
AK leave his head gone with no face
Wu-Tang, my killers Ghostface
All my AKs 24K and gold diggers dig your grave
Okay, Tuncehi Keyser Söze
Smoking that gas, need Rolaids
Sippin’ lean fast, that’s slow pace
If the bitch bad I showcase, okay
100 thou’ cash on the pillowcase
One in each hand that’s lifting weights
This dick make a bad bitch ricochet
Your bitch is in here swallowing like Minute Maid
Goddamn, okay, okay, okay
D.E.A., D.O.A
I aim right at your shades, then let off that roach spray (brrr)
Y’all boys soft as crochet, I take off with no brakes
I try not to leave no trace, but I dripped sauce the whole way
Damn, I’m my boss, I pay me
I got lost like KD
I go off like Dray Green
Pop a perc, go KG
Man I’m unwired like Dre Beats
Repping them big, big, big B’s
All y’all jerks restin’ in peace
Dedication 6 sick, six feet, six shit
Medication quick, quick, quick please
I’m impatient I’mma need a MD
The doctor said all I need is M-E
Your thot in here tryna get me tipsy
Your thot in here tryna give me hickeys
And now she’s tryna tell me how to live free
Never let a stripper give you tips please
That’s some six shit

[Skit – Lil Wayne]
The craziest shit Nicki has ever bought for me as gift was a pair of shoes
The shoes look like, uh, my teeth, yeah
So yeah, that’s definitely… and erm, I’ve actually never worn ’em
They like a pair of shoes where you know you always set them bitches out and you’re like yeah I’m definitely wearin’ them tonight
And then soon as it’s time to get ready, you be like now this is not the event for these type of shoes
And erm, y’all already know the type of events I go to
So if I feel like the event ain’t enough for the shoes then you know it’s a crazy-ass pair of shoes
Shout out my girl Nicki, she could of just bought me a picture of her
You know… I won’t say what kind of picture
You know what I mean… if it’s for my birthday or Christmas… know what I mean?

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