I called time out it was too late My coach never gave me a chance he’s always blowing his whistle at me Put me in your game and I promise not to shoot a three I’ll stick with twos I don’t wanna make a steal unless you make a pass I’ll never personal foul

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe) Bustin' out the roof All I really wanna see is the (Money) I don't really need the D, I need the (Money) Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow) I was born to flex (Yes) Diamonds on my neck I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex

(Don't shoot shotgun) You got me bitin' my lip You're shootin' straight from the hip Run for cover, she's so dangerous Undercover, she's so shameless Run, run for cover Don't shoot, shoot She's so dangerous (shotgun, gun) Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right

I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high But I'm both right now But I'm both right now, got me talking about my life But I'm both right now and I need ya in my life If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I got so many felonies I

Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Too many women with too many pills 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill All you women who want a

Don't, give a damn Fight, while you can Kill, shoot em up They'll run amuck Shout, Judas Loud, they'll hear us Soldier, sailor They'll run for cover when they discover Everyone's a nervous wreck now

Ay, I sip the lean in the car My shooter rock out like guitars Take his girl and I'm breaking her heart Me and Gabe, we be shining like stars Smoking dope, I don't fuck with the bars I think I landed on Mars They be hating 'cause we living large Ay, why

Broken arrows in the dark So take my hand, don't let go 'Cause it's not too late, it's not too late I, I see the hope in your heart And sometimes you lose it, sometimes you're shooting But I, I see the hope in your heart You stripped your love down to

Flashing lights, lights What do I know? Flashing lights, lights As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far What do you know? Flashing lights, lights She don't believe in shootin' stars But she believe in

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter And lean a little closer You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild And when the night is almost over Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat And do a