Dead Shot

Yeah Yeah Yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy) Let's go (let's go) Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (oh-oh) Bro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (oh-oh) Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop I just fucked this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah My chest hurt when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the feds off Every time I do somethin' right, they try to say I'm dead wrong I could fuck your lil' bitch in my whip, I treat it like my bedroom Pulled up in a coupe, no, I didn't have no headroom My niggas about that murder gang, I call it red room She let me hit in the car, you know that backseat got some leg room I just took half a pill from Pluto, and I went to Neptune When I'm lackin' confidence, my diamonds comin' to the rescue Got shooters that watch my back, every time I sneeze, they be like, "Bless you" (bow) Put a check right on your head, no reason for me just to check you Got cash on me like XO, I don't know what no lil' check do And he could sneeze up on his song, but I still would not bless you Walkin' on this beat and I ain't even got no dress shoes The way that your girl be toppin' me off, I could tell she don't respect you Fuckin' her like a dog, she at my house, she watch my pets too Just got a brand new uzi, I'm with Uzi and we got TECs too Got the water on my neck and I could easily get you wet too (let's go) Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (oh-oh) Bro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (oh-oh) Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop I just fucked this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah My chest hurt when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the- Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it Stackin' up this fuckin' paper, to get to the top, you gon' need elevator If you get to the top, yeah, come with the fade If you get to the top, yeah, come with some haters I was not good in school, but I'm stackin' the paper Low land, 1600 shit Yeah, she give me brain, that's a scholarship She don't know my name, but she love this dick I'm too fuckin' rich, I might pop my shit Every time I pop my collar, yeah, it complement the fit Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up Stepped on my Nikes, I'm gettin' a check Havin' this money is really a flex, 1600 to the Rex', yeah I know she fuckin' with all of the rappers But long as you tell me she love me the best There ain't no contest, I'm gettin' my content I love when she on it, she givin' me sex Always use condoms, got Fendi pajamas Treat hoes like my problems, I put 'em to bed I'm gettin' moody, I know she too bougie She don't use a manual when she go to kitch' I gotta get all my habits in check Had to go on the jet, couldn't walk up the steps Go to the trap, I feel used to the Tes' I got birdies that fly far away from the nest (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go) Shootout with a vest, but that boy he still caught a headshot (oh-oh) Bro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (oh-oh) Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop (what, what) I just fucked this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah