Matt Movin' - Shot 4 Shot Lyrics

Shawty see me know I’m trouble
I’m from the street from the gutta
Ay
Shawty see me know I’m trouble
I’m from the street from the gutta
She my lil freak under covers
Beat but no cuddles
We get it in
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
Shawty knew I was trouble when I Walked in
First thing that you notice huh?
Well Shawty you got that bubble like God damn turn around and show me Something ooh
Yeah I’m tryna see that shape
Body wine when I squeeze that grape
You heard about me? okay
Well words only breed off hate
I ain’t tryna be your mate
I just wanna please you bae
I can see G’s your taste
You know what she need don’t play
You ain’t gotta just crumble and grab Me
Hard to get cool I fuck wit a Challenge
I can see trouble attracts you
You know you love you a savage
Know you gon bust like a Draco
Be my lil slut if I say so
Now Ready set bust when I say go
Choke her out she know the safe Code
Well really safe word but I say code
She know how I get when in slay Mode
She know I ain’t shit that’s okay Though
She know they can’t hit and I base Load
See we get it in we ain’t gotta be litty
But Hen make you sin ripping bras Off of titties
I slide up in Benz sittin high on them 20’s
She into pretend tell me fly off like Wendy
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
Haters like what I gotta do to get That?
I done beat it up hit it up did the dash
Probably blame it on the fact I’m up I Just laugh
I was slaying tens broke as fuck it’s The swag
I ain’t have a problem staying down While i stacked
Twisting up fingers? Naw brown Paper bags
Sean John jeans probably saw a Hundred cash
Came up from the bottom Really Down slangin’ packs
Young Jeezy kept me motivated
Bo’s Tall Tees and fuck probation
In the kitchen bowl I’m scraping
Two three and one while holds is Waiting
Shawty say I know you dangerous
Like wet roads and poles on Gangstas
Many hearts been broke I’m tameless
Trappin’ hard can’t fold the Franklins
I ain’t got no time for feelings
Rolie slow my time ridiculous
40 close yeah Iron in britches
Hide my hoes? Naw mind ya business
Why ask when you know the deal?
That shit make you look slow for real
Why they looking over here?
Hen got me on go for real
Bite yo ear no Holyfield
Shout out both the Holderfields
Used to hold my dope for real
When Me and Lil bro slow on pills
Still pull hoes like ropes no chill
Inside shit but known to real
Known I’m trouble no Taylor Swift
But hold up shout out bae for real
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up

Shawty see me know I’m trouble
I’m from the street from the gutta
Ay
Shawty see me know I’m trouble
I’m from the street from the gutta
She my lil freak under covers
Beat but no cuddles
We get it in
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
Shawty knew I was trouble when I Walked in
First thing that you notice huh?
Well Shawty you got that bubble like God damn turn around and show me Something ooh
Yeah I’m tryna see that shape
Body wine when I squeeze that grape
You heard about me? okay
Well words only breed off hate
I ain’t tryna be your mate
I just wanna please you bae
I can see G’s your taste
You know what she need don’t play
You ain’t gotta just crumble and grab Me
Hard to get cool I fuck wit a Challenge
I can see trouble attracts you
You know you love you a savage
Know you gon bust like a Draco
Be my lil slut if I say so
Now Ready set bust when I say go
Choke her out she know the safe Code
Well really safe word but I say code
She know how I get when in slay Mode
She know I ain’t shit that’s okay Though
She know they can’t hit and I base Load
See we get it in we ain’t gotta be litty
But Hen make you sin ripping bras Off of titties
I slide up in Benz sittin high on them 20’s
She into pretend tell me fly off like Wendy
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
Haters like what I gotta do to get That?
I done beat it up hit it up did the dash
Probably blame it on the fact I’m up I Just laugh
I was slaying tens broke as fuck it’s The swag
I ain’t have a problem staying down While i stacked
Twisting up fingers? Naw brown Paper bags
Sean John jeans probably saw a Hundred cash
Came up from the bottom Really Down slangin’ packs
Young Jeezy kept me motivated
Bo’s Tall Tees and fuck probation
In the kitchen bowl I’m scraping
Two three and one while holds is Waiting
Shawty say I know you dangerous
Like wet roads and poles on Gangstas
Many hearts been broke I’m tameless
Trappin’ hard can’t fold the Franklins
I ain’t got no time for feelings
Rolie slow my time ridiculous
40 close yeah Iron in britches
Hide my hoes? Naw mind ya business
Why ask when you know the deal?
That shit make you look slow for real
Why they looking over here?
Hen got me on go for real
Bite yo ear no Holyfield
Shout out both the Holderfields
Used to hold my dope for real
When Me and Lil bro slow on pills
Still pull hoes like ropes no chill
Inside shit but known to real
Known I’m trouble no Taylor Swift
But hold up shout out bae for real
Shawty see me know I’m trouble ay
I’m from the street from the gutta ay
I might just beat but no cuddles ay
She my lil freak under covers ay
We get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up
She shoot her shot
I shoot my shot
We Go shot for shot
Whole lotta shootin’
Straight to the top
It Feel like The Box
I ain’t finna lie
I ain’t gotta do it
Cause we get it in
She know I’m trouble
That Hen make you sin
Gon pour me another up