headshot - yayu lyrics
[intro: toro]
oh sh*t!
we in the h*llcat goin’ too fast b*tch!
[verse 1: yayu]
uh
yea
i get my view from the jetsons
h*llcat, i’m whippin’ through the connections
record his feature, send the shooter a reference (you done)
can’t leave a clue for detectives
sure he sleeping, if he do, it’s a death wish
that mean i pass it to red
[verse 1: redster, yayu]
huh, that mean i’m leavin’ him dead (okay)
[?] i drip when i step (okay)
she give me neck * that b*tch givin’ me strep (okay)
by the way that i live, everything is a flex
bro bought a switch, he get hit with a tec
more than 30, i bet it rip through a vest
i don’t know who i am, but the coppers can guess
how the f*ck you so lame, boy you gotta do better
[?] we f*ck up the weather ([?] we f*ck up the weather)
like uh, uh, uh, uh
[verse 2: yayu, redster]
money my motive and i’m pleading guilty
i wake up and hustle, and i get it filthy
i don’t need muscle to break down the building
the [?] turn the foundation to [?]
this [?] into chilly
boy [?] lookin’ dumb with his hand on a sk!llet
i been gettin’ [?], you stay gettin’ p*ssy
i just need a safe, then i stay independent
you deal with 360s, enslaved by committees
no reckless abandoned, this consideration
in any location, i stay with a bl!ck bl!ck (sheeesh)
[verse 2: redster, ham sandwich]
i swear that n*gga a l!ck
he lackin’ on sh*t
i said f*ck it, we robbin’ him anyways
real bag getter, i get it in many ways
count up blue hunnids, and make it a benny day
you gotta get away
you wasn’t gang, you can never assimilate
racks in my pockets, the same as gorilla weight
frrrrdddd uh, headshot eliminate (yeah yeah yeah)
[verse 1: ham sandwich]
uh
hit with a headshot (yuh)
red dot, leave him enlightened no ted talk (yuh)
red ring of death, we don’t play like a xbox (brrrrrah)
these kind of dawgs, you can’t find at the pet shop (no sir)
she give me brain while i work, call it desktop (yes sir)
[verse 1: jeesh]
but i’m more of a mac man
when i dive in that p*ssy, guess what imma say
i do cat scans, front on me you get the backhand
[?] on my business (talk to em)
it’s big as f*ck
[?] my fingers, my digits (oh yuh)
them boys got that dawg in him, how they b*tches
foenem pour like four in em, how they livin’ (how)
[verse 2: ham sandwich, jeesh]
jonin run up on a ronin, i show em the pearly gates
he getting [?] in the early day
speaking in [?], we don’t use the curly grays
get to the money, the clean and the dirty way
sound like a nerd, but i’m totin’ a .38
look like a nerd, but my work give the bird a raise
just popped a 30, this sh*t like my 3rd today
man i’m finna dine like the kirby way
[break]
wait
ham nah what the f*ck you put in this sh*t bro
[verse 2: jeesh]
i can’t be a eater (drop)
i need to blow up, i got like a speaker (drop)
i need professional rate for a sneaker (drop)
i need to [?] all of my people (drop)
i need the green, the one with the blue band feature (please)
snitch on the move, and the crew can’t keep you (drop)
tired of learning what the truth can’t teach you (drop)
we slide out of the back tho
i hear me a* bl!ck
i ain’t staying to chat ho
don’t ever say r.i.p bout a muh f*cking assh0l*
i crash and still do the dash so
don’t touch me, or you ending up flat bro
[verse 3: ham sandwich]
and don’t touch me, lil n*gga i’m serious
my b*tch weird, only f*ck me on her period
[?] sh*t, lookin’ like the pyramids (yuh)
who’s the competition, n*gga show me where the mirror is (yuh)
said he competition, but the n*gga was delirious
[?] with my lows, guarantee he isn’t nearing it (yes sir)
hit him in the temple, i can double the experience (brrrrah)
you in the presence of your superiors
b*tch!
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