Shootas Jumpin Out Tha Whip

I'm Not Into You

Lets go, shootas jumpin out the whip
Ten bands, make that flip, uhuh
I know he a itty bitty bitch
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
Big fat bullets on his head
I can fuck his bitch in his bed
We come slide in the bently, like damn slay
She wanna fuck on me like eheh
And I like my money nigga nehneh
Turn a nigga to a damn fact
Yea, yea i'm sippin on red man
And I like countin' them dead mans
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
I finna that shit, yea
I finna fuck on ya baby
Make sure yo shit dead
Then we'll deliver them bullets like FedEx
Yea i'ma badder bitch than
You want some money, then go get it
I probably got more bitches than R kelly, yea
Give the keys to the valet
And i'm off a damn Oxy
Higher than a damn Heli i get racks lil baby
Glock gone beat that boy like
I blow them racks like it's my birthday
Yea that AK leave him gushing
Opp ass niggas, abort them
Bad ass bitches we extort them
Fat ass niggas extort
Pop these pills out of boredom
Spin his block like Autumn
Shot at the opps and i'm still here
More money than my damn peers
High school crush she a cashier
Lame ass bitch gotta test her
Fuck this bitch till her back hurt
Hollow tips change his gender
Hollow tips give him cancer
I'm just tryna get my benzos
Question my dawg like I don't know

My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
My hunters they ride with them sticks, yeah
Yeah