Whoodie - Shoot Your Shot
I'm just trynna get to know youIf you're not interested
You can tell me I can handle it
I've been through way worse ever since I was a kid
You don't want to know the half of it
Before you judge me on my looks
Or because I like to get my pictures took
What you'll find will have you shooked
I'm deeper than a book
I may talk like it, walk like it
but I never been a crook, I-
Grew up with both parents
I guess I'm blessed, but it's not like they were ever married, I-
Have an older sister really miss her
Haven't seen her in year, now I only see her in pictures
What's my favorite color? Red
Whats my favorite thing to do?
Lay up in my bed, writing raps from my head
Smoking weed til I fall asleep
A cool calm fellow, mean mug, still polite enough to say hello
Hello
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come through
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come too
Now these questions are for you
Are you petty? Are you rude?
Do you ever just, not be in the mood?
If you do, would you tell me or
Let me find out for my self?
Cause I don't need this on my mental health
I'm trying to build a bond, I'm in it for the marathon
How we gonna be strong, if we can't go long? and
Do you even admit when you're wrong? and
Do you even like any of my songs? damn
Would you ever call me out of the blue
Just to tell me how you feelings, let me know when we chilling?
Got goals? Thinking money stacking to the ceiling?
Baby girl don't be tripping cause she know she double digits
And she always
Want the finest
I just want to know where, where your mind is
Like how you feel about the climate?
The hoes in my comments?
Or how much do we really have in common?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come through
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come too
Shoot your shot
Why don't you shoot yours
Shoot your shot
Why don't you shoot yours
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches at?
Where my real bitches, real bitches?
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come through
Come through, come through
Shorty you can come too
Written by:
Yurissan Navarro
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