Target "Freestyle" (feat. YFH LIIK)

Aye,
If you ain't with the stick play Then I'm sorry my nigga,
This probably ain't your type of Party
Come through, flip the car, don't Make yourself a target
I been balling like Giannis, if we Being honest
My bank account bigger, my Money the tallest
I'm like Ma, I been balling like BenjaminWallace or
Benjamin Simmons
Long as it's still about the Benjamins
This why I can't kick it, cause Niggas be feminine
On the first date, I'm a gentleman On the second date, I'm a dog
Tell my brother I'm sorry if I miss His call
But he know I'm hustling
Balls to the wall my nigga
I can't be unproductive, not at all
My nigga,
On my mama, I just wanna ball
I be posting the T like Houston, Dallas, Austin
I cash out on the drip,
I don't care what it cost
Now a young nigga lit
Turn shit to a boss
They can't shake me, I really came In with the sauce
Niggas be on a budget,
I get what I want
I was shopping at Ross,
Now I drip when I walk
On God

Bitch, it's me and Liik in this bitch KP, Aye I think I'm tweaking and Shit
Aye manny you ass quit dropping That shit
He record it give snippets, ain't Dropping that shit
She keep texting me
Manny just answer my call
She told me I'm tripping
I told her don't fall
I be peepin' her move,
Man this bitch trying to stall
MTG he might be the
Greatest of all
I'm ready to do it, can't wait for Another Day
We gone step on that nigga, it can't Go another way
I'ma slide for my youngins and Make sure my brother's safe
She was hungry, so I took her out On another date
I told the truth, I never had to lie My youngin hoop, shout-out to Malachi
I'm goin' further, don't care if they Satisfied
I worked my ass off, I really had to Try
I can't stop till I get me a trophy I'm gettin' bread, so they keep Trying to toast me
She askin' for pictures, she keep Trying to post me
I told her we can't, let's keep this Shit low-key
I'm spittin' heat, bitch, I feel like a Dragon
If I can't bring my stick, bitch, you Know that I'm stabbing
I don't do this for fun,
This really my passion
I know he gone slide without me Asking
Headshot, he don't shoot from the Waist down
She all on my dick, I ask how it Taste now
When we leave the scene, they Gone bring all the tape out
I'm going up, bitch, I can't take a Break now
Ate a slice, want a piece of the cake Now
On Granny
MTG MANNY



Credits
Writer(s): Malique Cole
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