Shell Star - Bullshit (feat. TayDoe) Lyrics

I'm in the bull city, I'm on that bullshit
I hear they talking, but they don't never do shit
If I see you, then it's up there, I mean upstairs, up, up there

Ayy, nigga, I be up there
If a nigga try to play with gang, send him downstairs
Drippin' on a nigga, niggas might call me Ric Flair
I don't give a f*ck bout no bitch, that is not there

Taking off on them I don't need no pilot
My nickname crisco cause I get it poppin
My picture's getting smaller, hell yeah, I crop it
Now they getting mad, cause they can't be on my shit

Ayy, nigga, you cannot be on my shit
Told that little bitch, she just need to stay off of my dick
I don't cap rap, nigga, I be really living bout it
If you speak on me or gang, you might as well just think about it

I do my own shit, what the hell they talking bout
He just talk a lot of shit, yeah, he got a potty mouth
20 years old, when I moved out my mama house
Now it's about getting money, that's all that I talk about

Money on my mind every time that I wake up
Pussy nigga want some smoke, best believe he puffed it up
If I run up, nigga, might as well just give it up
Nigga talking like he crazy, nigga, I don't give two f*cks

I keep it 100, I know these niggas don't keep it 100
His pockets ain't got nothing in them, it's on zero
No videos, but when she go, she a pro

Me and gang screaming no bap like double 0
F*ck your bitch, nigga, yeah, I might just go and f*ck your hoe
If you try to play with me, nigga, I might let it blow
It's just been a minute since what's a name got put on the floor

Any weather, it don't matter, I got my banger out

We the ones coming out with action like the Rangers out
I told her I'm the one, it shouldn't be hard to choose
I'm always getting into some shit like bottom of shoes

Aye nigga, I'm the reason why your bitch can't choose
We got bowls, we got loads, we got hoes coming through
Talking shit, we gon' come out, we gon' pop at your crew
We got glocks, we got chops with them mops shooting at you

And I gotta take it all the way up to the moon
How she scared to suck some dick but quick to take some shrooms
These hoes confusing, y'all niggas losing
All these hoes choosing, nigga, I'm ruthless

I be like, bitch, what the hell is you doing

I be moving, P, I can't move how you moving
Swear to God, nigga, if you snooze, then you losing
Left wrist on froze so you know i be cooling