[Verse 1]
Fly as a bison, boy, yip yip
Yogi Bear and I'm all up in your picnic
I'm Gatorade, I save the day, they say hooray like hip hip
Gene Simmons, the way I hit licks
Money on my mind, got a brain for business
We got a problem then I got the tool to fix it
And any criticism will be swiftly dismissed
With the quickness, opening your big lips
You a snitch so I put you on the hit list
Can't let you live if I know that you a witness
This what happens when you give a weapon to a misfit
Lovey dovey lovey dovey, kiss kiss kiss kiss
Only for my misses, that's my little mistress
Is she naughty, is she nice, I do not know which list
They know that I'm gifted, acting like it's Christmas


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Guns out, guns out
It's some shooters in this house
Pull your guns out
Guns out, guns out
Pull your guns out


[Chorus]
I am just a shooter, if you disrespect my squad, I'm gon' have to shoot you
I am just a shooter, if you disrespect my squad, I'm gon' have to shoot you
I am just a shooter, if you disrespect my squad, I'm gon' have to shoot you
I am just a shooter, if you disrespect my squad, I'm gon have to shoot you


[Verse 2]
Hit him in the back like click-clack
I don't talk, let the gun chit-chat
Take them then I break them like a Kit-Kat
They know that I'm fresher than a Tic-Tac
When it comes to the money, I ain't patient
I don't play with paper, I need payment
If you misbehaving put you on the pavement
Got the heater for you heathens and you pagans
Automatic weapons, send you back to heaven
I be shooting first, asking questions second
I am just a shooter, got the piece, no Buddha
If you wanna go, it's going down like scuba
I got dope bars, I got better lines
I got Britney, Kevin Federline
If they catch me, it's a federal crime
I'll be locked up, doing federal time

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