Bullseye (feat. Rarin)
Sketch, you tell 'em!
Racks in my hands
I won't give a handout
Couple racks on my fit
That'll make me stand out
All in on the gas
So, you know, I go the farthest
I got diamonds on my neck
Lookin' like a target
Bullseye!
Center of attention, when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
Look back a couple years ago
This shit a miracle
They was on my dick, like thot
Now they feel alone
Make a bag, spend a bag
Make it back, same shit
Stayin' with the same gang
I can't do the lame shit
If it ain't beneficial
Tell em' "Get up, out my face", yeah
Labels cannot sign me
Couldn't keep up with the pace, yeah
Cocky, I'm full of myself
I filled the bank first
Always hold it down
For my crew, like an anchor
New whip, blue strips
Passin' me the pink slip
New drip, new kicks
Shawties wanna link, bitch
Louis on my kicks
I been lookin' like a lick, bitch
I got one shot, and I take it
I be like
Bullseye!
Center of attention when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
Pulled up with a band
Had to throw it at the party
Lame boys tryna make it
Boy, you not me
Fast lane, pockets full
I got it on me
I'm a Playboy
Why you thinkin' that you got me?
One sec'
Boy, you got it all wrong
Like a rockstar
I'ma play her like guitar
Shawty want everything
I got it all
Took a two-step
Blow her back in my car
8k, yeah I spent it on clothes
Ace, Spades, love to drink with my ho's
Two freaks, yeah we hittin' the road
Too free, livin' life like a pro
Bullseye!
Center of attention when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
Racks in my hands
I won't give a handout
Couple racks on my fit
That'll make me stand out
All in on the gas
So, you know, I go the farthest
I got diamonds on my neck
Lookin' like a target
Bullseye!
Center of attention, when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
Look back a couple years ago
This shit a miracle
They was on my dick, like thot
Now they feel alone
Make a bag, spend a bag
Make it back, same shit
Stayin' with the same gang
I can't do the lame shit
If it ain't beneficial
Tell em' "Get up, out my face", yeah
Labels cannot sign me
Couldn't keep up with the pace, yeah
Cocky, I'm full of myself
I filled the bank first
Always hold it down
For my crew, like an anchor
New whip, blue strips
Passin' me the pink slip
New drip, new kicks
Shawties wanna link, bitch
Louis on my kicks
I been lookin' like a lick, bitch
I got one shot, and I take it
I be like
Bullseye!
Center of attention when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
Pulled up with a band
Had to throw it at the party
Lame boys tryna make it
Boy, you not me
Fast lane, pockets full
I got it on me
I'm a Playboy
Why you thinkin' that you got me?
One sec'
Boy, you got it all wrong
Like a rockstar
I'ma play her like guitar
Shawty want everything
I got it all
Took a two-step
Blow her back in my car
8k, yeah I spent it on clothes
Ace, Spades, love to drink with my ho's
Two freaks, yeah we hittin' the road
Too free, livin' life like a pro
Bullseye!
Center of attention when I pull up to the spot
And I know that they talkin'
Hear the "Blah, Blah, Blah"
See the racks, that I'm gettin'
Maserati off the lot
Now I can't hear 'em talkin'
At the top, top, top
I got BAPE on my jacket
Ballin' like I'm varsity
Let me throw a stack, bitch
Now they catchin' on to me
BB on me, on my doley
I might drop a bill or two
Dream of cash, green I stash
Got it, now my fingers blue
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