歌手:G Herbo
专辑:《Big Swerv》

作词 : Darrel Jackson/Herbert Randall Wright III/Trevon Gardner
作曲 : Darrel Jackson/Herbert Randall Wright III/Trevon Gardner
I'm in Miami in the coupe, man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see my opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, pussy, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, come on
Aye, they outside, you know what to do
Back seat, hop out, in the street, pick a group
**** hoes, post tweets, say he seen me, what he do?
So I must ain't see you, you see me? ****, shoot
Eyes bloody, I see red, know **** that bang blue
Ma said, "Baby, they be shootin' outside"
Ma, I be shootin' shit up too
Drop the top on the coupe outside, waitin' on a **** **** to lose
I heard Herbo ain't that ****, waitin' on a **** **** to prove it
Wide awake, we caught 'em snoozin', like N.W.A. we ruthless
Know my opps feelin' hopeless, grab the 'Lac and bulletproofed it
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, pussy, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I'm in Miami in the coupe, man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see my opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, pussy, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
If you see me, you better shoot
What you think I'ma do if I see you? If I see you, ICU, huh?
**** be sendin' death threats, but they know I'm a killer too
These **** ain't tryna beef, they tryna sue
In my city, I'm known to kill the who's who of who's who
I up my blick with a smirk, they gon' run when we shoot
Pull up, fa-fa-fa, whip bangin', who want smoke?
How you 'posed to beef with me and you a ho, huh?
I'm out here ridin' with a MAC-10, I'm tryna get 'em smacked, twin
Hit a **** in his head, then pull up to the 'Raq, twin
All my blickys got a switchy, I don't never lack, twin
Dawg, he said he wanted smoke and got smoked, man, what happened?
I'm in Miami in the coupe, man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see my opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, pussy, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, come on