IDK – Shoot My Shot

Download another hot new clean Vinyl LP mp3 free audio song by IDK and this amazing music is titled “Shoot My Shot”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his recently Released album which is titled ‘USEE4YOURSELF”.

 

 

Listen up below!.

 

IDK – Shoot My Shot DOWNLOAD

 

Lyrics

[Intro: IDK]

Uh-huh, uh, uh

Uh-huh, uh, ayy

 

[Verse 1: IDK]

24/7, I’m a real one

I ain’t got no money problems, I ain’t got no children

Dodgin’ baby mama drama, oop, that’s a close one

Ass like a horse, but her face like she wholesome

Uh (Uh), Whole Foods shoppin’

And she work out every day, you know them nudes poppin’

Stomach on apple cider vinegar, she do somethin’ to me

Good sex, got you thinkin’ me and you somethin’, thought it was

Ayy, thought it was, thought it was

Four-fives, two tens, that’s a dub, that’s a dub

Say she just graduated, I’m in love, I’m in love

Say she like to do the lounge, she don’t fuck with the clubs

My type, my type, yeah, yeah, my type

Like Biggie, if the head right, I’m there all night

Like Yeezy, when I see it, I’ma hit it on sight

Like Kendrick Lamar, we gon’ be al—

 

[Chorus: IDK]

When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix

Now you reappear, but I hate tricks

Look, nobody likes a fake ho

Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll

But I’m up, so that is not realistic

Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics

Shoot my shot, then I’m on to the next one

Shoot my shot, no stress when I’m sexin’, uh

 

[Verse 2: Offset]

Shoot my shot, Steph Curry, it’s a swish (Swish)

Gucci or Dior, you come explore the way I live (Explore)

Bentayga for baddies, put the Chrome Heart on your drip (Chrome)

Add up, mathematics, it’s like magic, way it flip (Magic)

Look at the tone (Ooh, she grown)

Brown skin just like the Patek on my arm (Brown)

Bouncing, you get allowance, icy charm (Bounce)

Fountain, I make it rain like thunderstorm (Splash)

Private flights and private nights, nobody knowin’ (Shh)

Told her she was fuckin’ with the one, they was snorin’ (Snorin’)

Sleepin’ on me, woke ’em up, alarm (Wake up)

Niggas hatin’, I don’t even know like, “How you doin’?” (Hi)

‘Fore I got this rich, I wasn’t shit, my life was ruined (Hey)

Drivin’ in my coupe today, my windows tinted, eat the plate (Woo, woo)

Eat the plate like Anna Mae, do it if she take the bait

Million-dollar nigga, put one million in lil’ Kody safe (One million)

I dress in the coldest way, backdoor, I just stole a base

 

[Chorus: IDK]

When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix

Now you reappear, but I hate tricks

Look, nobody likes a fake ho

Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll

But I’m up, so that is not realistic

Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics

Shoot my shot, then I’m on to the next one

Shoot my shot, no stress when I’m sexin’, uh

 

[Verse 3: IDK]

These hoes don’t respect my grind (Ayy, ayy)

She callin’ rain checks, don’t respect my time (Ayy, ayy)

Callin’ rain checks ’cause she know she a dime (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I make that bitch bounce, I’m Bank of America

I got Sydney and Erica, I got Stacy in Maryland

I got plenty of hoes, don’t make me make no comparison

I should embarrass these hoes, but I’ma calm back down

Got the Maybach, ask her how she gon’ act now

 

[Chorus: IDK]

When I used to shoot my shot, you a Matrix

Now you reappear, but I hate tricks

Look, nobody likes a fake ho

Bitch, love who I am, not my bankroll

But I’m up, so that is not realistic

Shoot my shot, then I check the ballistics

Shoot my shot, then I’m on to the next one

Shoot my shot, no stress when I’m sexin’

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