Headshot歌词
添加日期：2021-03-29 时长：02分25秒 歌手：Lil Tjay
Headshot (Explicit) - Lil Tjay/Polo G/Fivio Foreign
Lyrics by：Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Taurus Bartlett/Thomas Horton/Tahj Vaughn/David McDowell/Luis Campozano/Brendan Walsh
Composed by：Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Taurus Bartlett/Thomas Horton/Tahj Vaughn/David McDowell/Luis Campozano/Brendan Walsh
Pipe that s**t up TnT
Tahj Money
Dmac on the f**king track
Bordeaux and Non Native
Polo G/Fivio Foreign：
I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin'
I remember rain sleet and snow I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch n***a I ain't tusslin'
Catfish he don't really know who he f**kin' with
Opps send a message you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
Had a undertaker at your tombstone shovelin'
Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the field with some n***as I was thuggin' with
We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussin' it
Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan
Old b***hes trippin' cut her off like a Backwood
Middle of the trenches that's where me and the guys stood
Killers anonymous black masks and black hoods
Yeah uh uh
Walk down on him make sure he get clapped good
Uh uh
Fivio Foreign/Lil Tjay：
I feel like the man of the hour
I do
This gun on me
Gun on me
I'm demandin' the power
Brr
He never talk to my face
Nah
That man is a coward
Ayy uh uh
Go lookin' for him every hour uh
I 'member nights in the tower
I do
She suckin' my d**k out the shower
Tell her "Be quiet" she told me "f**k me even louder"
Ayy ayy uh
Paid now
Paid now
Feet up
Feet up
All of your sneakers is beat up
They are
Percocet
Percocet
Geek up
Geek up
You see the police and we speed up
Uh yeah look they tryna catch us and link us
They tryna catch us and link us
Uh yeah they tryna find us
But they don't know where to meet us uh
Bow
She wanna chill with me and all my n***as
She do
She get extra freaky off the liquor
Uh
Uh
She told us that she got a man
What
So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
She a lil' bad broad
Uh
She wanna go mad far
Uh-uh
Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car uh
Lil Tjay：
Fresh in the game still see it as a blessin' the same
Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
Tryna go out like a vet in the game put respect on my name
No security I'm flexin' with gang I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
Embracin' the way of livin'
I was runnin' through the field dumb
Couple n***as disrespectin' we done killed them
Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
N***a talkin' like he know me he my real son
Rap beef f**k the cap I'ma drill some
Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb
Headshot all black he won't feel nothin'
Couple hollows to his back we done filled him
Headshot or a lifelong sentence
What you need for them to label you a real one 编辑于2021/03/29更新
Lyrics by：Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Taurus Bartlett/Thomas Horton/Tahj Vaughn/David McDowell/Luis Campozano/Brendan Walsh
Composed by：Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Taurus Bartlett/Thomas Horton/Tahj Vaughn/David McDowell/Luis Campozano/Brendan Walsh
Pipe that s**t up TnT
Tahj Money
Dmac on the f**king track
Bordeaux and Non Native
Polo G/Fivio Foreign：
I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin'
I remember rain sleet and snow I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch n***a I ain't tusslin'
Catfish he don't really know who he f**kin' with
Opps send a message you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
Had a undertaker at your tombstone shovelin'
Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the field with some n***as I was thuggin' with
We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussin' it
Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan
Old b***hes trippin' cut her off like a Backwood
Middle of the trenches that's where me and the guys stood
Killers anonymous black masks and black hoods
Yeah uh uh
Walk down on him make sure he get clapped good
Uh uh
Fivio Foreign/Lil Tjay：
I feel like the man of the hour
I do
This gun on me
Gun on me
I'm demandin' the power
Brr
He never talk to my face
Nah
That man is a coward
Ayy uh uh
Go lookin' for him every hour uh
I 'member nights in the tower
I do
She suckin' my d**k out the shower
Tell her "Be quiet" she told me "f**k me even louder"
Ayy ayy uh
Paid now
Paid now
Feet up
Feet up
All of your sneakers is beat up
They are
Percocet
Percocet
Geek up
Geek up
You see the police and we speed up
Uh yeah look they tryna catch us and link us
They tryna catch us and link us
Uh yeah they tryna find us
But they don't know where to meet us uh
Bow
She wanna chill with me and all my n***as
She do
She get extra freaky off the liquor
Uh
Uh
She told us that she got a man
What
So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
She a lil' bad broad
Uh
She wanna go mad far
Uh-uh
Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car uh
Lil Tjay：
Fresh in the game still see it as a blessin' the same
Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
Tryna go out like a vet in the game put respect on my name
No security I'm flexin' with gang I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
Embracin' the way of livin'
I was runnin' through the field dumb
Couple n***as disrespectin' we done killed them
Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
N***a talkin' like he know me he my real son
Rap beef f**k the cap I'ma drill some
Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb
Headshot all black he won't feel nothin'
Couple hollows to his back we done filled him
Headshot or a lifelong sentence
What you need for them to label you a real one 编辑于2021/03/29更新
