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Jace Iayze - Shoot Sum Back Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, bitch, uh
Spin over here you— (Real Murda Worth shit, bitch)
Spin over here you bitch, ayy (Fuck gon' rob me?)
Spin over here, you dumb? (Nigga, ayy, dumb)
Ayy (Fuck gon' rob me?)
Ayy, okay (Real Murda Worth shit, bitch)
Bitch, ayy, go (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
SRT, my Scat Pack (My Scat Pack)
I'm movin' back to back (Movin' back to back)
You know that I'm not on lack (On lack)
You must be smokin' crack (Must be smokin' crack)
Internet talk, I'm not on that (I'm not)
Don't rat, better shoot somethin' back (Shoot somethin' back, bitch)
(So like, you gon' make a diss song and rap, better shoot somethin' back)
Don't rat, better shoot somethin' back (Better shoot somethin' back)
He a rat, better do somethin' back (Better do somethin' back)
Catch him down, then shoot that bitch (Shoot that bitch)
Shake somethin', bеtter shake somethin' back (Bеtter shake somethin' back)
Spray somethin', better spray somethin' back (Better spray somethin' back)
I'm tryna face one, lay some back (Uh)
We up the score, better take somethin' back (Uh)
We in the car with a Drac' in the back (Uh)
We got a carbon, a Drac' in the back (In the back)
There he go, right there, we uppin' stats (Stats)
Better stay right there, we shootin' backs (Backs)
No this shit ain't no cap, it's facts (Facts)
No this shit ain't no cap, it's facts (Facts)
Like, no, this shit ain't no cap, no lie
Lame nigga don't wan' do nothin' back, 'cause he know I'ma send him to the sky
His head down, I'm like why? (Ugh, why?)
I got my bread up, now I'm fly
When I see him, then them bullets gon' fly (Gon' fly)
I know this nigga don't think he fire (He fire, bitch, fire)
Ridin' 'round in that Scat Pack (Scat Pack)
Somebody tell him to back-back (Back-back)
I just seen a couple opps out (Opps out)
I'm finna go get the matte black (Matte black)
I just seen a couple opps out (Opps out)
We catch that boy, he get knocked down (Knocked down)
Ridin' around with a— (Uh)
Lame niggas bought the cops out (Cops)
[Refrain]
Ayy, bitch, uh
Spin over here you— (Real Murda Worth shit, bitch)
Spin over here you bitch, ayy (Fuck gon' rob me?)
Spin over here, you dumb? (Nigga, ayy, dumb)
Ayy (Fuck gon' rob me?)
Ayy, okay (Real Murda Worth shit, bitch)
Bitch, ayy, go (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
SRT, my Scat Pack (My Scat Pack)
I'm movin' back to back (Movin' back to back)
You know that I'm not on lack (On lack)
You must be smokin' crack (Must be smokin' crack)
Internet talk, I'm not on that (On that)
Don't rat, better shoot somethin' back (Shoot somethin' back, bitch)
(So like, you gon' make a diss song and rap, better shoot somethin' back)
Don't rat, better shoot somethin' back (Better shoot somethin' back)
He a rat, better do somethin' back (Better do somethin' back)
Catch him down, then shoot that bitch (Shoot that bitch)
Shake somethin', better shake somethin' back (Better shake somethin' back)
Spray somethin', better spray somethin' back (Better spray somethin' back)
I'm tryna face one, lay some back (Uh)
We up the score, better take somethin' back (Uh)
We in the car with a Drac' in the back (Uh)
We got a carbon, a Drac' in the back (In the back)
There he go, right there, we uppin' stats (Stats)
Better stay right there, we shootin' backs (Backs)
No this shit ain't no cap, it's facts (Facts)
No this shit ain't no cap, it's facts (Facts)
Like, no, this shit ain't no cap, no lie
Lame nigga don't wan' do nothin' back, 'cause he know I'ma send him to the sky
His head down, I'm like why? (Ugh, why?)
I got my bread up, now I'm fly
When I see him, then them bullets gon' fly (Gon' fly)
I know this nigga don't think he fire (He fire, bitch, fire)
Ridin' 'round in that Scat Pack (Scat Pack)
Somebody tell him to back-back (Back-back)
I just seen a couple opps out (Opps out)
I'm finna go get the matte black (Matte black)
I just seen a couple opps out (Opps)
We catch that boy, he get knocked down
Ridin' around with a— (Uh)
Lame niggas bought the cops out