Lyrics:
lust
If cameras gon shoot
Yeah, don't aim it at us
Go, go, go
Your man is a bitch
Go, go
Hating on us, but they catching a fix
Go, go
Back of the class,
When i shoot pop his Brain
Feel like a god, oh boy, I'm bane Movie star boy, johnny cage
My diamonds bright boy, johnny dang
I command n they gon aim
I
ride in a box
And my brothers might put you on fox
They stay riding with choppas and stocks
Aim for the head we gon take off his locs
Aim for the bread
GGRRRR
God on my right I don't stress (gang)
He a shooter but scared when he aim (gang gang)
He don't drill all he do for the net
Shooters get shot
games you just love me plain and simple
For who I am and what I aim to be
It's so hard to find a love that's true
So I will always be coming home to you
share
In the end you did not shed a single tear.
´Cause you were always a fighter
With aim and you will remain.
You have always been on fire.
Born
Game in a grip, yeah
Aim on hip, uh
Don’t play that shit, nah
They on skip
Confident, monumental
She compliment
I keep the hand full, yeah
Run it up
so nervous
we step out dem circus
2X
believe that you are one in a million
don't give up your aim
just heat up the flame
yes you are one
racks
Bad bitch with me and she make it clap
I'm up in Gotham posted with the bats
Addicted to money drugs and sex
If he run up we aim it at his neck
Y'all niggas really pullin up?
(That's structure)
They know what shot I clutch (That's swag)
Aim for his top like (G Bando)
I just might sherm
Who made the beat Apollo bitch
We done passed that, amassed that, mm no
Pulled up to the club with some
Bands let it snow
Got a red beam aim, that
up in flames
Passion unthethering
Fueled by this pain I aim to set everything ablaze
Screaming while processing
Searing skin clean off of me
Look into
im probably a 8foot 10man
My bradda pissed off tryna aim at the crowd
Had to stop him from hitting up 10man
My family ain’t even that big, but
I still
bitch get outta my face
I don't wanna date you over AIM
Trying me on MySpace come over to my place
We could do it every day
To my way by biscuit the limp
membеrs
And then they shoot, they aim to kill
(Kill it)
On stage tryna cash out deals then the gem
Man whipped out the MAC on spill
In a ride with a ting
posted up with machete
You can't hang, I'ma shoot up your getty
Your whole gang get a taste of this leady
No aim but i keep that shit steady
Pussy boy rob
always believed you'd return for your curtain
Call my name
Ugly spirit
Take aim at the apple, darling
Count out ten paces then turn back to face me
the hand of the
Only one who cares
Keep your tongue inside my mouth
And I'll inhale you
Aim for me, and I'm shot
Don't keep holding your thoughts in
I'm
Party pop confetti if he really wanna diss
If he want the beef, he can call me Ruth's Chris
Keep that aim steady held a gun since I was six
He gone
or my friends?
Hey, spaceman, how's the moon?
Was it worth everything you lost?
Do you like the view?
You aim for the stars, wait in the dark
The space
bitch is plastic
I wake up and say "Woowoop" 'cause
Thats how 2wo would have it
I pull up with that 22, aim at you
You not who laughin'
My wrist game
Record got subpoenas
I'll lie and say the PO late
I found me a eater, but she stay in the 308
Aim sharp like a needle
So missing there can't be no
Now only weak nigguhs like
To start bullshit'uh
Now only weak nigguhs like
To start bullshit'uh
Auto Au Au Automatic when I
Aim you say bye bye
tips
They gonna hit you up
You wanted to talk out your mouth
I see through the sight, aim it down
I cannot make that shit up
Talk out his neck, i told
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