[Intro-Colonel Loud]

Uhh, its your boy Colonel Loud

Know what I'm talkin bout

Them muthafuckin shooters nigga

Yuh, um

We got niggas out here, thinking they doing something

Might cross a nigga for a little bit of bread, but niggas ain't worried bout that shit, man

I ain't gotta get dirty my nigga

I'm a muthafucking boss, jefe nigga, I got shooters

[Hook-Colonel Loud]

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

[Verse 1-Project Pat]

My dope in the plastic

No questions asking

Robbery squad, with out masking

Choppers with scopes

[?] the hoes

Square ass nigga, livin with hoes

Russian rifle, with the banana clippers

It'll tame everyone of you, monkey ass niggas

Nigga ran off with the drop, he got shot

Tried to run off in the spot, he got popped

Young niggas kill anything for the guap

Tell lil bruh smoke up then [?] the crop

Its payback bitch, thats why the bullets sailing

Took your head off, and yo bitch got to screaming

Y'all was on a date, bullets got to raining

Brains on the glass, what the fuck was he thinking?

Crossing the boss, get you lost in the sauce

Get yo ass blowed off, running off at the jaw

[Hook-Colonel Loud]

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

[Verse 2-Colonel Loud]

Lil nigga laying in the bushes, waiting for your ass to hit the front door

Catch a pussy nigga close range, leave his ass laying on the front porch

What it look like? I ain't pull the triggas, all this motherfucking money that I'm making

I'm a boss in these Carolina streets, I seen a lot a rap niggas out faking

You ain't bout that life my nigga, you ain't never dozed off in the trap

Waking up to a fiend in your face, fist balled up, still palming on that crack

My young boy got a Glock that holds 17

He been shooting since he 12, now he 17

Don't let my little nigga pull up on that Chevy thing

He don't give a fuck, when he done, be spraying everything

And thats a motherfucking truth

See my shooters? They'll shoot

When I give the green light they don't ask no questions they just do what it do

I'm a motherfucking boss

Keep thinking I'm soft

I don't get my hands dirty, I send my young boys, they'll knock your ass off

[Hook-Colonel Loud]

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

[Verse 3-Shy Glizzy]

The one and the only, the Jefe

You play with my set, it get messy

Let niggas play with my fetti

Watch me swing round that weight like I'm [?]

These niggas funny like Eddie (Murphy)

I told your bitch here go a Bezzy (She Thirsty)

I got two bitches in Beverley, said that I'm buying one Louis, one Fendi

Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (boom, boom)

I got mula, got mula, got mula (lot of it)

Your girlfriend, yes she's a chooser

You can have her back that bitch a jeweler

Clip hanging out like a ruler (bang)

It's Big Glizzy, bitch yes I'm the ruler (bang, bang)

They don't want no work, they not stupid

Have choppers show that lil boy he so foolish (blahh)

Chase 7 [?], I mean the [?], [?] never killed, If I don't? Well of course

All of these diamonds look like Mr. Floss

I spend the bands, I don't care what it costs

I tell my young nigga, off

And he get to taking them off

Glizzy got 30s, and 50s, and 100s, you better bout face for them all

[Hook-Colonel Loud]

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My niggas they ride with the rugers

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

You know that my young boys will do ya

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

Don't come in my trap with that bullshit

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters

My young boy he dumping that whole clip