Headshot (Explicit)
[00:00.00]Lil Tjay、Polo G、Fivio Foreign - Headshot
[00:00.20]Written by：Lil Tjay、Fivio Foreign、Taurus Bartlett、Thomas Horton、Tahj Vaughn、David McDowell、Luis Campozano、Brendan Walsh
[00:00.20]Composed by：Lil Tjay、Fivio Foreign、Taurus Bartlett、Thomas Horton、Tahj Vaughn、David McDowell、Luis Campozano、Brendan Walsh
[00:00.20]Pipe that sh*t up TnT
[00:02.31]Tahj Money
[00:04.35]Dmac on the f**king track
[00:06.97]Bordeaux and Non Native
[00:08.76]Polo G+Fivio Foreign：
[00:16.01]I'm the one who tried to make a wave when we was strugglin'
[00:18.12]I remember rain sled in snow I was hustlin'
[00:20.02]Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
[00:22.06]Glock in this Louis pouch ni**a I ain't tusslin'
[00:24.03]Catfish he don't really know who he f**kin' with
[00:26.13]Opps send a message you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
[00:28.32]Had the undertaker at your tomb stone shovelin'
[00:30.02]Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
[00:32.29]Made it out the field with some ni**as I was thuggin' with
[00:34.32]Wе'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
[00:36.28]I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussing it
[00:38.34]Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls Royce Cullinan
[00:40.44]Old bi**hes trippin' cut her off like Backwood
[00:42.47]Middle of the trenches that's where me and the guys stood
[00:44.53]Killers anonymous black masks and black hoods
[00:45.87]Yeah uh uh
[00:46.43]Walk down on 'em make sure you get clapped good
[00:48.25]Uh uh
[00:48.58]Fivio Foreign+Lil Tjay：
[00:49.06]I feel like the man of the hour
[00:50.20]I do
[00:50.60]This gun on me Gun on me I'm demandin' the power
[00:52.44]Brr
[00:52.69]He never talk to my face Nah that man is a coward
[00:54.95]Ayy uh uh
[00:56.58]Go lookin' for him every hour uh
[00:58.53]I tower I do
[01:00.55]She suckin' my d**k out the shower
[01:02.50]Tell her be quiet she told me f**k me even louder
[01:04.60]Ayy ayy uh
[01:05.78]Paid now Paid now feet up
[01:07.36]Feet up
[01:07.76]All of your sneakers is beat up
[01:09.38]They are
[01:09.87]Percocet Percocet geek up
[01:11.53]Geek up
[01:11.85]You see the police and we speed up
[01:13.75]Uh yeah look they tryna catch us and link us
[01:16.71]They tryna catch us and link us
[01:17.77]Uh yeah they tryna find us
[01:18.99]But they don't know where to meet us uh
[01:20.98]Bow
[01:21.26]She wanna chill with me and all my ni**as
[01:23.12]She do
[01:23.57]She get extra freaky off the liquor
[01:25.08]Uh uh
[01:25.45]She told us that she got a man
[01:27.11]What
[01:27.56]So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
[01:29.26]She a lil' bad broad Uh she wanna go mad far
[01:32.66]Uh-uh
[01:33.07]Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car uh
[01:37.25]Lil Tjay：
[01:37.53]Fresh in the game still see it as a blessin' the same
[01:39.93]Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
[01:41.44]Tryna go on like a vet in the game put respect on my name
[01:43.84]No security I flex with the gang I'm a real one
[01:46.32]Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
[01:48.02]And based on the way I was livin' I was runnin' through the phantom
[01:50.56]Couple ni**as disrespect and we done killed them
[01:52.64]Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
[01:54.58]Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
[01:56.70]Ni**a talkin' like he know me he my real son
[01:58.56]Rap beef f**k the the cap I'ma drill some
[02:00.67]Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb
[02:02.67]Headshot all black he won't feel nothin'
[02:04.82]Couple hollows to his back we done filled him
[02:06.77]Headshot a life long sentence
[02:08.68]What you need for them to label you a real one
[00:00.20]Written by：Lil Tjay、Fivio Foreign、Taurus Bartlett、Thomas Horton、Tahj Vaughn、David McDowell、Luis Campozano、Brendan Walsh
[00:00.20]Composed by：Lil Tjay、Fivio Foreign、Taurus Bartlett、Thomas Horton、Tahj Vaughn、David McDowell、Luis Campozano、Brendan Walsh
[00:00.20]Pipe that sh*t up TnT
[00:02.31]Tahj Money
[00:04.35]Dmac on the f**king track
[00:06.97]Bordeaux and Non Native
[00:08.76]Polo G+Fivio Foreign：
[00:16.01]I'm the one who tried to make a wave when we was strugglin'
[00:18.12]I remember rain sled in snow I was hustlin'
[00:20.02]Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
[00:22.06]Glock in this Louis pouch ni**a I ain't tusslin'
[00:24.03]Catfish he don't really know who he f**kin' with
[00:26.13]Opps send a message you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
[00:28.32]Had the undertaker at your tomb stone shovelin'
[00:30.02]Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
[00:32.29]Made it out the field with some ni**as I was thuggin' with
[00:34.32]Wе'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
[00:36.28]I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussing it
[00:38.34]Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls Royce Cullinan
[00:40.44]Old bi**hes trippin' cut her off like Backwood
[00:42.47]Middle of the trenches that's where me and the guys stood
[00:44.53]Killers anonymous black masks and black hoods
[00:45.87]Yeah uh uh
[00:46.43]Walk down on 'em make sure you get clapped good
[00:48.25]Uh uh
[00:48.58]Fivio Foreign+Lil Tjay：
[00:49.06]I feel like the man of the hour
[00:50.20]I do
[00:50.60]This gun on me Gun on me I'm demandin' the power
[00:52.44]Brr
[00:52.69]He never talk to my face Nah that man is a coward
[00:54.95]Ayy uh uh
[00:56.58]Go lookin' for him every hour uh
[00:58.53]I tower I do
[01:00.55]She suckin' my d**k out the shower
[01:02.50]Tell her be quiet she told me f**k me even louder
[01:04.60]Ayy ayy uh
[01:05.78]Paid now Paid now feet up
[01:07.36]Feet up
[01:07.76]All of your sneakers is beat up
[01:09.38]They are
[01:09.87]Percocet Percocet geek up
[01:11.53]Geek up
[01:11.85]You see the police and we speed up
[01:13.75]Uh yeah look they tryna catch us and link us
[01:16.71]They tryna catch us and link us
[01:17.77]Uh yeah they tryna find us
[01:18.99]But they don't know where to meet us uh
[01:20.98]Bow
[01:21.26]She wanna chill with me and all my ni**as
[01:23.12]She do
[01:23.57]She get extra freaky off the liquor
[01:25.08]Uh uh
[01:25.45]She told us that she got a man
[01:27.11]What
[01:27.56]So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
[01:29.26]She a lil' bad broad Uh she wanna go mad far
[01:32.66]Uh-uh
[01:33.07]Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car uh
[01:37.25]Lil Tjay：
[01:37.53]Fresh in the game still see it as a blessin' the same
[01:39.93]Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
[01:41.44]Tryna go on like a vet in the game put respect on my name
[01:43.84]No security I flex with the gang I'm a real one
[01:46.32]Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
[01:48.02]And based on the way I was livin' I was runnin' through the phantom
[01:50.56]Couple ni**as disrespect and we done killed them
[01:52.64]Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
[01:54.58]Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
[01:56.70]Ni**a talkin' like he know me he my real son
[01:58.56]Rap beef f**k the the cap I'ma drill some
[02:00.67]Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb
[02:02.67]Headshot all black he won't feel nothin'
[02:04.82]Couple hollows to his back we done filled him
[02:06.77]Headshot a life long sentence
[02:08.68]What you need for them to label you a real one
Lil Tjay、Polo G、Fivio Foreign - Headshot
Written 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 sh*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 wave when we was strugglin'
I remember rain sled in snow I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch ni**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 the undertaker at your tomb stone shovelin'
Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the field with some ni**as I was thuggin' with
Wе'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussing it
Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls Royce Cullinan
Old bi**hes trippin' cut her off like 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 'em make sure you 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 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 ni**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 on like a vet in the game put respect on my name
No security I flex with the gang I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
And based on the way I was livin' I was runnin' through the phantom
Couple ni**as disrespect and we done killed them
Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
Ni**a talkin' like he know me he my real son
Rap beef f**k the 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 a life long sentence
What you need for them to label you a real one
Written 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 sh*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 wave when we was strugglin'
I remember rain sled in snow I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin' middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch ni**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 the undertaker at your tomb stone shovelin'
Hell yeah hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the field with some ni**as I was thuggin' with
Wе'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets I ain't discussing it
Tryna make it flip I need that Rolls Royce Cullinan
Old bi**hes trippin' cut her off like 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 'em make sure you 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 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 ni**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 on like a vet in the game put respect on my name
No security I flex with the gang I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
And based on the way I was livin' I was runnin' through the phantom
Couple ni**as disrespect and we done killed them
Keep a shooter they won't see he my lil' one
Thirty shots we ain't into usin' lil' guns
Ni**a talkin' like he know me he my real son
Rap beef f**k the 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 a life long sentence
What you need for them to label you a real one
