Bullseye

Bup, bup, bup, bup! I been always with this shit... (ddot cold as a motherfucker, on god) Bubba chain a hunnid thousand Ran it up in public housing Niggas pussy, Ronda Rousey Fuck with me, don't fuck without me Hula hoop ass nigga got slimed out for tryna go around me Know I get a nigga ass touched right now Ain't gotta be around him Booted up, I don't take no med I be on that drink instead Fuck 'round on that Strong Back Doin' too much, I damn near broke the bed I don't gotta have no comeback I don't argue, fuck him, kill him dead Fuck it, buy his bitch a wig Fuck his bitch, I love to see it I been on this shit since I was a kid, all this shit I did All my ex hoes still ain't on shit, keep 'em out my midst Ion't even be tryna connect hoes, with this motion shit Know the po-lice stayin' next door, still gettin' them bubba's in Hoe you know I don't play Connect Four, ain't with that playin' shit Can't afford the real We pullin' through, all dirty sticks Cookin' up motion, shoot my shot, I got a Curry wrist Gotta keep it kosher Can't do too much, these fuck niggas a snitch Servin' crystal falls, just like the haves and the have not All that fuckin' wood and oxy get ya ass sloured out Pull up in a Benz, she say that she wanna know me now Fuck it, spin a bend Pop his ass and call it bullseye Servin' crystal falls, just like the haves and the have not All that fuckin' wood and oxy get ya ass sloured out Pull up in a Benz, she say that she wanna know me now Fuck it, spin a bend Pop his ass and call it bullseye No matter where I'm at, I'm always lookin' through my third eye Young turnt nigga, she say that what she need up in her life I don't gotta rush I do this shit, I take my time Ain't fuckin' with these hoes, they ain't my type, they half a dime Put them niggas in a line, we gon' knock 'em all down You a never catch me slippin', that how that last nigga died You know I'm made for this shit, you could see it in my eyes Ready to cross a nigga out, we ain't never making ties (ddot cold as a motherfucker, on god) Real hitter, trap nigga and a bad bitch getter If I hit the yard, I'm runnin' round tryna stab niggas But I came too far, I can't even go back nigga Know we slimed 'em out, come and get yo lick back nigga