ShooterGang Kony - Patron lyrics

B***h I’m popping you would think I’m pimping If the lights on why your chain ain’t hittin’? We both from the hood mine made me different If you playing with the dough then leave your brain on missing N***a slippin’ then that n***a gettin’ packed out To tell the truth feel like Geekin with this MAC out I black out throwing bullets ’til I ran out Run a play flag out he foulin’ get tagged out I get to trippin’ ni**as want beef I get chicken Lil’ sexy redbone can’t get out my mentions I was inside only when I had detention Who knew in a couple years I would buy a Smith and Wesson? I’m a stepper in my section in your hood you ain’t known Spent a stack still tryna hit that money off your dome Stitched lip when I die put my spirit in the chrome B***h I came from Hell so tell that n***a that I’m home n***a ayy [Chorus] Poppin’ n***a I don’t pop Patrón n***a ayy Simone ain’t the only one I boned n***a ayy If I f**k too many b*tches take me home n***a First night she gon’ do me early for a song n***a ayy VJ got they team runners on If a n***a try to guard me I’ma shake him out his Mones My ex insecure ’cause she see me getting on She put the booty on me I couldn’t even see her thong n***a ayy Watch me I’ma get her out her jawn n***a Lil’ mama you don’t even need that phone n***a If you see me start a problem take me home n***a First night she gon’ let me f**k her for a song n***a [Verse 2] Ayy free Jody Ginobili I’m forever Geekin lil’ Zack and them my co-D’s Snuck into the club with a peashooter on me Hit the n***a hella times then I’m runnin’ to the forty Floater with the wrist I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no Rollie Reach for my neck they yellin’ “Free Kony” Cops picked me up ’cause a n***a tellin’ on me I was fresh out on bail with like seven felons on me You wouldn’t even bust a grape n***a man I hate ni**as In Vallejo fu*kin’ with my Bay ni**as Goin’ ‘gainst the team you just can’t n***a Do it for my team before I do it for the game n***a You stupid I’ma let you see your brain n***a You woofin’ you ain’t even got a thing n***a You ain’t never had to sell a pistol ’cause of stains n***a Strictly only shooters like I’m RBE the gang n***a ayy [Chorus] Poppin’ n***a I don’t pop Patrón n***a ayy Simone ain’t the only one I boned n***a ayy If I f**k too many b*tches take me home n***a First night she gon’ do me early for a song n***a ayy VJ got they team runners on If a n***a try to guard me I’ma shake him out his Mones My ex insecure ’cause she see me getting on She put the booty on me I couldn’t even see her thong n***a ayy [Outro] I can’t see that b***h underwear n***a What you talkin’ ’bout n***a? Ayy Do this like Jodyyy