Offskiies - My Shooter (feat. Abz) Lyrics

She wants a hubby
Baby you know I got money
She wants me running
U know i only chase the money (Money)
Chasing mulla (Mulla)
Catch me throwing racks at my jeweler (Jeweler)
Should of met me sooner
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter
Big Merc you wouldn't need no Uber
Could of been your king like Luther

We f*cking models
Baby girl we popping bottles
Them times we squeezing throttles
She want them bloody bottoms
She want then bloody shoes
Big back designer boots
Sweet one she something like fruits
Baby girl I wanna f*ck with you

Yeah she cute
But I'm quezey
Her body ten
And she feeling my music
Baby these niggas foolish
I find them amusing
I can never be on what they doing
Hate the real
Saying names always accusing
And we came with you in the country baby I'm ruley
Most time I'm clueless
I done... my life confusing
Why they looking down on me?
Used to be a dream
If i can see it clear
Why do they think they know me?
Get it in why enemy
God with me
Protect me from my enemy
Baby I'm choosy
Baby I'm choosy
Be in my life
Baby I'm ruley
Baby I'm ruley
Protect what I got
Keep our love closed
F*cked up so much
Baby I'm choosy

She wants a hubby
Baby you know I got money
She wants me running
U know i only chase the money (Money)
Chasing mulla (Mulla)
Catch me throwing racks at my jeweler (Jeweler)
Should of met me sooner
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter
Big Merc you wouldn't need no Uber
Could of been your king like Luther

I know you could of been my shooter
Could of been doing up goals in the future
You're cute but my new bitch cuter
Noddy on 10 she's my little Hoover
She's my little baby
But I ain't hers so she's all crazy
It's just been hella madness lately
Ain't no bitch trap me with a baby
Ain't no Yasmin, Char or Amy
Elizabeth that's my lady
Treated me right been there on a daily
She's never try to play me
Got me hella wavy
All the shit she gave me
You can't even blame me
Them other bitches shady

Im'a real
Yeah yeah you know
Do it for the thrill
And you like it
I can tell yeah baby girl yeah you like it
Protect what i got
Yeah i love
Got so much
Yeah i love
Protect what i got
Baby you don't want
But i'm choosy
Yeah i'm choosy
Yeah i love
Yeah i love

She wants a hubby
Baby you know I got money
She wants me running
U know i only chase the money (Money)
Chasing mulla (Mulla)
Catch me throwing racks at my jeweler (Jeweler)
Should of met me sooner
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter (Shooter)
You could of been my right hand shooter
Big Merc you wouldn't need no Uber
Could of been your king like Luther