Shots Fired (feat. Seth Bowman) Video (MV)

Shots fired
Yeah I'm comin for you
Eat you rappers up
For breakfast lunch and dinner
Yeah they call me Ka$h
Cause I'm the bread winner
So if you got a problem
Better say it with your
Chest
Better say it with your motherf*ckin' chest
Cause I'm up next
Cause you know that we the mother f*ckin best
Speed Demon on this bitch
Come here Givenz get your licks
I tried to listen to your song but it didn't click
Don Dada got so many plays that now you're throwing fits
Come here bitch get what's yours try to make a hit
Pussy rub your clit
You faggot bitch don't have a dick
You mad about plays shit
You'd might as well quit
Bitch I got some things on my motherf*cking chest
And I'm about to get them off
And lay your bitch ass to rest
Little boy talk shit
Join the live got pissed
Then mom took your phone away like a little kid
I think it's bedtime boy now get into your bed
That you made when you tried to diss my song instead
You're a motherf*cking sped
And in your brain dead little head
You better try to think about the f*cking words that you said
If you wanna have beef
You can't rap off beat
So I said what I said bitch you don't want heat
Shots fired
Yeah I'm comin for you
Eat you rappers up
For breakfast lunch and dinner
Yeah they call me Ka$h
Cause I'm the bread winner
So if you got a problem
Better say it with your
Chest
Better say it with your motherf*ckin' chest
Cause I'm up next
Cause you know that we the mother f*ckin best
Shots fired in the motherf*ckin' building
Cause you know we some motherf*ckin' villains
While you chillin'
We rippin' this shit open finna ball like Scotty Pippen
Sendin shots my way but you know them bitches missin'
Don Dada the motherf*ckin' elite in this bitch
You should know
With the way that I flow
That I really don't give a shit
About what anybody has to say
And I cant give Givenz the time of day
The song that he's braggin' 'bout wasn't really his
It's funny cuz his mom proved he was a little bitch
He was on my live she started throwin' a fit
It's all because her baby boy wanted to talk shit
Talk tough lets see how he's gonna take to this hit
If he doesn't want the action now his bodies in a ditch
When you get on a beat it sounds like a motherf*ckin' glitch
He uses autotune he sounds like lilo and stitch
Bitch
Shots fired
Yeah I'm comin for you
Eat you rappers up
For breakfast lunch and dinner
Yeah they call me Ka$h
Cause I'm the bread winner
So if you got a problem
Better say it with your
Chest
Better say it with your motherf*ckin' chest
Cause I'm up next
Cause you know that we the mother f*ckin best
In a year i'll be a motherf*cking giant like Dre
I'm tired of hearing all these bitches cry over plays
Bitch you have no substance you will never have a lane
So get the f*ck up up up and away
Get the f*ck up up up and away
Steady on my grind I let my haters motivate
Got a couple million plays people turnin' out fake
We some motherf*ckin' goats think y'all pussies should be afraid
But keep on going boy
I'm getting paid you're unpaid
You think i'm paying plays
Bitch your head is in a haze
So suck my motherf*cking dick and balls while you're at it
I'm not sorry molesting bitches created bad habits
Normally rappers got foreign cars and a bad bitch
I'm not flexin' but in a couple months we livin' lavish
These bitches walkin' around like they a motherf*ckin' savage
I'm ballin' on them like Shaq for Orlando Magic
And dead in the head if you think that you're ahead
On the bottom is where you'll be left drowning with regrets
With regrets in your head wonderin' why your careers dead
Is this because you cant make hits
And Little bitch get shot cause my shots don't miss
So many holes now that they call you swiss
Somebody call the doctor I think this little bitch
Is gonna need help after he hears this f*ckin diss