[Intro:]

(Chopstar)

Yea

Yea, uh, uh, yea

You ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold

Uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, yea

You ain’t a shooter you got on a— uh, uh

[Hook:]

You ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold

Wait--He think he on Bird Box

AR-15 knock that boy out his flip-flops

Take that boy shoes, then I tell him to kick rocks

They want me changing my ways

Niggas went beef, cooking Famous Dave’s

I got the whips, nigga like a slave

Tech to his face, make a nigga shave

[Bridge:]

How you a shooter? You got on a blindfold

Pussy you might as well shoot with your eyes closed

Bro in the kitchen, whipping with the white bowl

Work out with Glocks, nigga better get swole

Big QP, stuffed in my draws

I’m in her throat, nigga like a halls

I got that bag, nigga Santa Clause

(Brrttt), get down, nigga get lost

[Verse:]

30 clip hang out the AR

Slide on an opp, send some shots out the race car

Said that he trappin’ lil nigga that’s a bad bar

Rock out with heavy metal like a guitar

I got the plug at the CVS

Those ain’t no real diamonds, they ain’t VVS

Thinking he Superman, I take the “S” off his chest

Now that boy wanna tweet, knock the birds out his nest

I gotta slide with that K on me

Boy you a sucka, ain’t got shit to say to me

Nigga want smoke, then come hit a jay with me

He want fade, ain’t no kid or no play in me

(What he say?) “You a glockboy with no Glock,”

This ain’t no rap battle, pop a dot

Bitch hit my phone, said she want the cock

Shoot at his stomach, leave him crop top

[Bridge:]

How you a shooter? You got on a blindfold

Pussy you might as well shoot with your eyes closed

Bro in the kitchen, whipping with the white bowl

Work out with Glocks, nigga better get swole

Big QP, stuffed in my draws

I’m in her throat, nigga like a halls

I got that bag, nigga Santa Clause

(Brrttt), get down, nigga get lost

[Hook (x2):]

You ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold

(Wait) He think he on Bird Box

AR-15 knock that boy out his flip-flops

Take that boy shoes, then I tell him to kick rocks

They want me changing my ways

Niggas went beef, cooking Famous Dave’s

I got the whips, nigga like a slave

Tech to his face, make a nigga shave