Bullseye

[Intro]
Buh, buh, buh, buh
I been always with this shit
(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)

[Verse 1]
Bubba chain a hundred 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'll 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 drank 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've 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 mix
I don't even be tryna connect hoes with this motion shit
Know the police stayin' next door, still gettin' them Bubbas in
Ho, you know I don't play Connect Four, ain't with that playin' shit
Can't afford the risk, 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'll snitch

[Chorus]
Servin' Crystal Falls just like the haves and the have-nots
All that fuckin' with the opps'll get your 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-nots
All that fuckin' with the opps'll get your 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"

[Verse 2]
No matter where I'm at, I'm always lookin' through my third eye
Young turnt nigga, she say that's what she need up in her life
I don't gotta rush, I do this shit, I take my time
I 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'll never catch me slippin', that's 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 him out, come and get your lick back, nigga