Trackslammers - Shoutout lyrics

[Hook] Shoutout to my city, Shoutout to my clique Shoutout to my plug, he comes through with them bricks Shoutout to your girl, she s**s a good dick Shoutout to myself, n***a I'm the sh** This a shoutout to the dope boys, shoutout to the dealers Shoutout to them Folk boys, shoutout to them k**ers Shoutout to them players, I see you n***as Shoutout to them haters, I need you n***as [Verse 1] Ok my flow is anointed, my b**h double jointed And my clique s**er free like a dentist appointment Gave my n***as employment, b**h I'm a boss, it's in my chromosomes Making movies in a trap house like Home Alone Get off my phone, b**h don't call me on my landline That will get you socked in the mouth like Mankind I'm with a bad dime, somewhere across the border shopping And you ain't doing no swiping like Dora watching [Verse 2] Ask my n***a 6 for a 8, he tell me certainly Boy I get that work on my face, no plastic surgery Tell Guap fix me a plate, he do it urgently Yeah you know I got the hook up, you n***as Murphy lee Gon' have to murder me or meet him So when you see that AR – book like Accelerated Reader You bought your b**h a coach, man your girl is Lovita My hoes Tinker Bell, they in love with the peter [Verse 3] Welcome to my traphouse, cash is on the table Cash is on the ground like Ali vs. Frazier I'm major, moving bookoo blocks Got a bird coming out every hour like a cuckoo clock Tell me who crew hot, I spit a rhyme, light a bogey Watch their circle fall down like ring around the Rosie All I need is my 40, redbone to keep me cozy And I don't beef with squares n***a f** the ravioli