Chapter Five! (Bigroom Blitz)
International bitch!
It’s – It’s the Bigroom Blitz!
Turn it up!
Shotta got the plan man, always like a grand slam
Big shot hole in one, Shotalot is on the run
Crack of the whip, snap attack
Bars so tight, front to back
I reach my fate at the gates
God says: “Shotta, you was great”
When I’m shopping and my bag
Filled with options so don’t ask what it cost
I‘m in a Maserati coupй going so fast that I lost ’em
And my bitch got so much swag
That these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y‘all, pow!
Bigroom Blitz
It’s – It’s the Bigroom Blitz!
Bring the noise!
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take em home and let them hoes
Go live out their fantasies
They‘re popping pills, I’m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Shotta got the slow-mo
You can call it pro-flow
Every shot a straight flush
Shotalot in a rush
Back on the floor, lyrical madness
On the mic, jack the cactus
Reach my fate at the gates
God says: “Shotta, you was great”
Shotta got the chicks
It’s it’s the Bigroom Blitz!
Yeeeha! Yeah!
Nobody’s hotter than Shotta.
Thank you!