Look, I’ma young n****, boss winnin’
Pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me, get to forgettin’ that they got a man
Heart breaker, Glock on my hip, don’t make me up again
Glock on my hip don’t make me, look
Flexin’, why you flexin’, n****?
Bitch, this choppa on my hip turn you dyslexic, n****
I ain’t playin’, think I’m playin’ get to wettin’ shit up
I’ma chill I see some ladies that might have my baby, bitch
Spent a hunnid on my necklace, n****
You reach for it, you gon’ die, bitch, come and test me, n****
Yeah, we ballin’, we been ballin’, all them freaky hoes
Shawty nasty, when she suck me, make me curl my toes
Look, I ain’t no salty n****, I know she gon’ choose, huh
But catch you with my bitch, look, you better move
Yeah, I like to knuckle up , but bro bro love to shoot
Every day the first of April ’cause we gon’ act a fool
Said this shit before, I’ll say this shit again, huh
Bitch, we makin’ money, don’t need to make no friends
It’s just me and my dogs, we would send this bitch up
Please don’t flex, I make a call and they will bend this bitch up, look
Bet not start some shit
Bet not start some shit
Came here to get lit
Don’t make me up my stick
Bet not start some shit
Came here to get lit
Came here to get lit
N****, don’t make me up my stick, look
Tell all the darkskins, brown skins, and light skins, I love ’em, ouuu
She got a man but say she love me too, huh, huh
Shawty got that bomb, 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 n**** fucked my bitch
At the time I had like four of ’em, just scratched one off the my list
Look, I done bent a few blocks, I just bought some new chops
I just spend two-fifty, up in jewels, I call it moon rocks
I can’t fuck with yes men, copyin’ the next man
This lil’ bitch so pretty, I might have to pick a best man
N***** gettin’ smoked for this shit, hold on
Toast for this shit, huh
Shots hit up his back, watch him roll over and shit
They thought that I switched ’cause I got famous and rich
Remember I got cut, the opps is all inna spliff
Talk about it, talk about it
Not fuckin’ with the talkin’, if we catch ’em, we white chalkin’ bodies
Have them n***** cryin’, give that boy a hug
Ain’t gon’ be no diss tracks, come get it back in blood
Bet not start some shit
Bet not start some shit
Came here to get lit
Don’t make me up my stick
Bet not start some shit
Came here to get lit
Came here to get lit
N****, don’t make me up my stick
Credits & Song Knowledge
Song Title: Start Some Shit
Performed by: Sheff G
Written by: Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Williams
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap
Album: From The Can
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