letra de red target - $ly808dweeb
[chorus: $ly808dweeb & 279tyler]
just like a dyk- my bro got the strap
yeah, just like a dyk-, um bro got the strap
n-ggas your man, n-ggas your man, bro got a stripe
high as a um, yeah, high as a uh
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
my bro got the strap, yeah
one call get your face on the mat
one b-tch get hit from the back
i don’t talk, i don’t talk, yeah yeah
no time, no time no time for the feds
no talk with the feds, target is red
hit your bones, aye, red
[?]
aim for the head, aim for the head, no need for timing
i strive to get bread, i strive to get bread, these n-ggas wan harm me
i got b-tches, i got b-tches, i’m stacking these b-tches these b-tches all salty
these n-ggas these n-ggas is talking, too busy talking
aim for the head, for the target
aim for the head, for the target, yeah
bb belt shinin’
just like some diamonds
i ain’t hiding boy you can come find me
rondo cause yeah, that nine all on me
your b-tch at the crib she tryna top me
put down the glock and i pick up the tommy
aim for the head yeah i don’t aim for tummy
don’t aim for body, aim for the head
can’t f-ck with thotties, i just want head
bro got the kel-tec and it got the led
huh, i’m all about getting bread
k on me and it got a lil kickback
run down on me then i’m gone push yo sh-t back
left the house and i got my gat
left the house and i got my pack
ain’t leaving the house if i’m gonna lack
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
[verse 1: 279tyler]
i hit the bank, i leave and just laugh
what i’m smoking on, this sh-t jet lag
i know that they jealous of me, hey
i know that they watching on me, hey
i know that they plottin’ on me
i got all of this money on me
serving these percs too all these fiends
drop a d-mn xan into my lean, hey
run down on us then we catching a body, aye
this sh-t my hobby
glock to his head better empty the pockets, hey yeah
i got a rocket
f-ck that hoe yeah, now i be ballin’
percs hit my line, yeah they keep callin’
more money than them and that boy went to college
now i’m a boss the shots yeah i call it
yeah the shots now i call it
they on my page they stalking
new coupe double park it, yeah
new coupe double park it
y’all boys better watch it
no more gucci it be f-ck them, yeah yeah
on the highway and i floor it
that b-tch ain’t get money she boring
on the road like i’m touring
on the road with a foreign
getting money that’s all that i know
you run up on me leave you dead on the floor
throwaway, i got rid of the pole
icey diamonds wet, just like a boat
you think you can jugg me you a fool
like home depot i got that tool
like a glo boy i got the true’s
don’t hit my line cause y’all so fuu
[chorus 2: $ly808dweeb & 279tyler]
bb belt shinin’
just like some diamonds
i ain’t hiding boy you can come find me
rondo cause yeah, that nine all on me
your b-tch at the crib she tryna top me
put down the glock and i pick up the tommy
aim for the head yeah i don’t aim for tummy
don’t aim for body, aim for the head
can’t f-ck with thotties, i just want head
bro got the kel-tec and it got the led
huh, i’m all about getting bread
k on me and it got a lil kickback
run down on me then i’m gone push yo sh-t back
left the house and i got my gat
left the house and i got my pack
ain’t leaving the house if i’m gonna lack
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
just like a dyk- my bro got the strap
yeah, just like a dyk-, um bro got the strap
n-ggas your man, n-ggas your man, bro got a stripe
high as a um, yeah, high as a uh
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
my bro got the strap, yeah
one call get your face on the mat
one b-tch get hit from the back
i don’t talk, i don’t talk, yeah yeah
no time, no time no time for the feds
no talk with the feds, target is red
hit your bones, aye, red
[?]
aim for the head, aim for the head, no need for timing
i strive to get bread, i strive to get bread, these n-ggas wan harm me
i got b-tches, i got b-tches, i’m stacking these b-tches these b-tches all salty
these n-ggas these n-ggas is talking, too busy talking
aim for the head, for the target
aim for the head, for the target, yeah
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