I’m a loose shot

Buffoon

Feelin’ saucy and it’s too hot

Old school

I’m a motherfuckin’ loose shot

Buffoon

Saucy and it’s too hot, bitch I’m old school

Yuh

No love for a man in the process

Success it'll set you free

Tell that to a man under distress

Place bets on what he’ll be

Oooo weee

Seen with a backpack

Burnt weed, team full of black caps

Shriek and the glass crack

Reach in the casket

Thief of the week turn chief from a bad bet

What you think

About losing’ out on your sleep

I

Feel awake

Chasin’ after my dreams

Time to turn the page I can’t read

Got me workin out on my teeth

Grindin on my thoughts, alone it got me chipped bones at least

I’m a loose shot

Buffoon

Feelin’ saucy and it’s too hot

Old school

I’m a motherfuckin’ loose shot

Buffoon

Saucy and it’s too hot, bitch I’m old school

Lettin’ my hate out, wait now

Feelin’ my face now, stay slouched

Hittin’ it smooth then I fall back

Bold man when he gone he don't come back

But I’m never going to hate on the daylight

Old man gettin’ head and it’s airtight

Late night I consume at a constant

Cold catch, vacuum into my sniff

I like breaking down that door

Got big bones, that don't fit my back pain no more

Got more for, my crack heads

Like pipe it down, I’ma lose, my brains

Gonna flush it out, till im gone, damn shame

I’m a

I’m a loose shot

Buffoon

Feelin’ saucy and it’s too hot

Old school

I’m a motherfuckin’ loose shot

Buffoon

Saucy and it’s too hot, bitch I’m old school