HEADSHØT

Headshot, jump out the car, leave him dead up

Stop all the talking, my nigga, we fed up

Too many problems, I'm feeling like Redda

Know I sip syrup, I still pour the red up

Niggas ain't fucking with me coz I'm better

He kinda hard but I'm doing it better

Huh

Pop me a G6

Then I go hop in a G63 and I'm switching the lanes

I came from the bottom, I came from the struggle

My nigga, you know that I put in the pain

I feel like Ciel cah I'm shaking my dreads like a rasta

My nigga, I'm feeling like Wayne

I said I'm on juggin' like 24/7

They're looking at me like this shit is a game

I shit on a beat and it's crazy

I need a Naija girl like brazy

I need the iced out Skelly, the AP

I wouldn't go near that nigga, he might have rabies

I can't fuck with them niggas

They weird and they talk bout each other

You know I'm doing this shit for my mother

And it's going down if you talking my brother

Woah, talkin' bout who?

I still step in these big ass boots

When I'm in ends, my notes be red

But when I'm in the States, my notes be blue

I know I'm a sinner

But Jesus, He made me a winner

I know my religion is true

Free all my boys in the can like KA

Cah they wanna spill some juice

You know what I'm on

(Know what I'm on)