Start Some Shyt Lyrics by Sheff G is latest English song with music also given by him. Start Some Shyt song lyrics are written by Sheff G.
Start Some Shyt Song Detail
Singer: Sheff G
Composer: Sheff G
Lyrics by: Sheff G
Start Some Shyt Lyrics
Great John on the beat, by the way
Look, look, I’m a young ni**a
Boss winnin’, pockets full of rubber bands
Bi**hes see me, get to forgettin’ that they got a man
Heartbreaker, Glock on my hip, don’t make me up again
Glock on my hip, don’t make me, look, huh
Flexin’, why you flexin’, ni**a? Huh
Bi**h, this chopper on my hip turn you dyslexic, ni**a
I ain’t playin’, think I’m playin’? Get to wettin’ sh*t up
I’ma chill, I see some ladies that might have my baby, huh
Bi**h, huh, spent a hunnid on my necklace, ni**a
You reach for it, you gon’ die, bi**h, come and test me, ni**a
Yeah, we ballin’, we been ballin’ on those freaky hoes
Shawty nasty when shе suck me, make me curl my toеs
Look, I ain’t no salty ni**a, I know she gon’ choose, huh
But catch you with my bi**h, look, you better move, huh
Yeah, I like to knuckle up but bro-bro love to shoot
Every day the first of April ’cause we gon’ act a fool, huh
Said this sh*t before, I’ll say this sh*t again, huh
Bi**h, we makin’ money, don’t need to make no friends
It’s just me and my dawgs, we will send this bi**h up
Please don’t flex, I’ll make a corner, they will bend this bi**h up
Look, then I start some sh*t, look, then I start some sh*t
Came and took it lit, don’t make me up my stick, look
Then I start some sh*t, look, came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, ni**a, don’t make me up my stick, look
Tell all them dark skins, brown skins, the light skins, “I love ’em,” ooh
Look, she got a man but say she love me too, huh
Shorty got that bomb, look
We gon’ hit the mall after, get her what she want
Then I’m in the box like FedEx, done made her take my pinky ring
Supposed to be a player, I done fell in love with my sneaky link
Happens to the best of us, a ni**a f**ked my bi**h
At the time I had like four of ’em, just scratch one off my list, look
I done bent a few blocks, I just bought some new chops
I just spent two-fifty up in jewels, I call it moon rocks
I can’t f**k with yes men copyin’ the next man
This a wrist so pretty, I might have to pick a best man
Ni**as gettin’ smoked for this sh*t, huh, toast for this sh*t, huh
Shots run up his back, watch him roll over and sh*t
Look, they thought that I switch ’cause I got famous and rich, look
Look, ‘member I got cut, the opps was all in a spliff, look
Look, toke a body, toke a body, huh
Not f**kin’ with the talkin’, if we catch him, we white chalkin’
Bodies have them ni**as cryin’, look, give that boy a hug, look
Ain’t gon’ be no diss tracks, come get it back in blood, huh
Then I start some sh*t, huh, then I start some sh*t
Came and took it lit, don’t make me up my stick, look
Then I start some sh*t, look, came and took it lit
Came and took it lit, ni**a, don’t make me up my stick