Shit (rmx) Lyrics - Singles - Mike Will Made It

[Hook: Future]x2 

Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit 

Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit 

All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit 

Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit 

[Verse 1: Diddy] 

I ain't tryna hear a whole bunch of that shit 

About how many bodies you caught 

My niggas is real thug niggas 

Them real niggas dont talk 

Worldstar niggas get caught 

Wavin' all them guns at the cameras 

Dumbass nigga you ain't bout to shoot shit 

You dont do shit, you just think its cool shit, to move bricks 

Real niggas do it cause they got to 

I know them real niggas and it's not you 

And if they see your ass 'round hear frontin' 

A real shooter be somewhere and shot you 

Man get the fuck out the booth poppin 'that shit 

Corny ass nigga just talkin' that shit 

Heard about it, read about it, never been around it 

But you think its all fab to somebody that 

Why you movin' round with your ho? 

You ain't even stickin' to the code 

You dont even represent the life right 

Pussy niggas sleeping with a night light 

Coming for your headlight, fight night 

Get anything done for the right price, boy! 

Bady Boy 

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[Hook: Future] 

[Verse 2: ScHoolby Q] 

Frontin' like you really on that bullshit 

[?] down, make a motherfucker do a full flip 

Nigga really, really on that crip shit 

Bisquick, whip, whip, whip, nigga move it 

Got the tool and get a piece, Imma use it 

Nigga rutheless, leave a chop nigga toothless, tellem smoochies (yawk, yawk) 

Got that white girl, get a tan when I ice her, Arm and Hammer 

Mixin' venom like a viper, want to buy her 

I'm the nigga with the fire since a minor 

Now im major, with the paper coppin' acres overseas like a sailor 

You a hater and your daddy in the same boat 

You a busta, where your chain go? 

Pour syrup on my Eggo, 4 liters for the 8 tho, to the face now the day slow 

Yous a fruity little rainbow, real nigga call me Django 

50 seconds [?] shootin' halos 

Every pocket got a bank roll 

I dont think you really understand me 

Groovy Q'll get the nose candy 

Photos 

[Verse 3: Future] 

Bought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms 

Thats a quarter milly on a hand job my nigga 

Blllll stick'em fuck you and every nigga came witcha 

Gone put a nigga on a picture 

Gone put a nigga on a t-shirt 

Back in the day when a nigga sell dope 

I'mma slap your daddy allofdem put'em in a hole 

Glock 40 whooo 

My ambitions as a rider 

Sipping on lean getting higher 

Nigga im a codein buyer 

No you ain't no foreign whip driver 

Shoutout to the shooters and the shooters only 

You never walk around with alot of money 

Bundles falling all out your pocket 

When you hit'em in the head can you keep a solid 

Bulletproof whip we'll blow it up 

Like some raw uncut don't blow it up 

Represent your gang nigga throw it up 

I don't give a fuck where you at nigga throw it up 

[Hook: Future]