Headshot

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Headshot

Lil Tjay · Headshot · 2021 · 2:24

Lyrics

Pipe that - up, TnT Tahj Money Dmac on the - track Bordeaux and Non Native I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet, and snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government G- in this Louis pouch, n-, I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a - to rebuttal it Had a undertaker at your tombstone, shovelin' Hell yeah, h- bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with somе n- I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through thеy crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make it flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old b- trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black masks and black hoods (yeah, uh, uh) Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good (uh, uh) I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This - on me (- on me), I'm demandin' the power (brr) He never talk to my face (nah), that man is a coward Ayy, uh, uh Go lookin' for him every hour, uh I 'member nights in the tower (I do) - Out the shower Tell her, "Be quiet," she told me, "- me even louder" Ayy, ayy, uh Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) - (-), geek up (geek up) You see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look They tryna catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us But they don't know where to meet us, uh (bow) She wanna chill with me and all my n- (she do) She get extra freaky off the liquor (uh), uh She told us that she got a man (what?) So we extra sneaky when I'm with her She a lil' bad broad (uh), she wanna go mad far (uh-uh) Fivio Foreign in a fast car, I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game, put respect on my name No security, I'm flexin' with gang, I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all of my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field, dumb Couple n- disrespectin', we done - them Keep a -, they won't see, he my lil' one -, we ain't into usin' lil' - N- talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, - the cap, I'ma drill some Put the - to your melon, make you feel dumb Headshot, all black, he won't feel nothin' Couple - to his back, we done filled him Headshot or a lifelong sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

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