Head Shot / Gas in the Truck

[Part I: "Head Shot"]

[Intro]
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
I, I, I
Ayy, I
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, headshot, .223
She a baddie, rock CELINE
Let me take her to the back, she wanna look at me
Ayy, headshot, .223
Bed rock, movie scene
Baby, let's turn up in this party, what's a wedding ring?

[Verse 1]
It's my same haters in the club, we blowing up the scene
It's the same bulls we turning up, we reppin' for the D
All my homies play, puttin' up thirties like it's Steph Curry
Shorty say she wanna blow my whistle like a referee
She been trippin', it's been jealousy, she said, "Just love me, please"
I do not like this girl, so please don't put my neck on a leash
If she say she on the same vibe, I say, "Come mess with me"
If these people play, we slide with kicks dirty, no referee

[Chorus]
Ayy, headshot, .223
She a baddie, rock CELINE
Let me take her to the back, she wanna look at me
Ayy, headshot, .223
Bed rock, movie scene
Baby, let's turn up in this party, what's a wedding ring?

[Verse 2]
Real buck, trippin' off the hill, shawty super cold
I'm a young kid, dropped the fire, the money in the door (Wop, wop)
Hit these goofies, playing, slap his head, slime him, wipe his nose (Yeah)
And then we treat him like a joke

[Part II: "Gas in the Truck"]

[Chorus]
I put the gas in the truck
That's why they gassin' me up (Uh)
I'm going fast on the run
Where you from? (Uh)
What do you want? (Uh)
Uh (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
Ayy, uh

[Verse 1]
Ayy, these people play like it's the Game Boy
Speedin' on the gas at 7-Eleven, he a lame boy
Hit him with a dip and make him dance like a B-boy
All up in your main girl, she said she in love with Speed, boy
Wifey (Wifey)
Wifey, I keep no hoes (No hoes)
'Cause you my shorty, and I want you to know, oh
That I know that my life is a low-oh
I, I can't get this feeling off of me
I've been trippin' off the tree (Huh?)
Gettin' closer to my peak
Nah, I
I can't get this feeling off of me
I've been trippin' off the tree
Gettin' closer to my peak
Nah, I

[Chorus]
I put the gas in the truck (Uh)
That's why they gassin' me up (Oh, yeah)
I'm going fast on the run
Where you from?
What do you want? (What do you want? Uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Boy, yeah, we slumped
Huh, big deal like the World Cup
And they be acting like they tough
Like, where you from? (Where you from?)
I said we up (Up)
Up, yeah, you mad, aha

[Verse 2]
I got bread, aha, you upset, aha
Feeling blessed, I know that the money got them mad
I know how these goofies copy swag (Uh)
Young killer, came up from the floor, man, I'm a GOAT (Hug?)
People ain't come from where I'm from, like they don't know (They don't know)
Gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, man, like they don't know (They don't know)
Fast kid, rich as hell, and you know I'ma score
How you figure that? Came up from the floor, man, I'ma go
I'm a young hitter, gassin' out the pump
I'm number one, I'm number one
I'm a young hitter, gassin' out the pump
I'm number one, I'm number one
Baby, can you please get on your knees and tend my needs?
I need you, girl, don't play with you and me
Your body wetter than the ocean sea
I need your hips, you making me so weak

[Chorus]
I put the gas in the truck (Uh)
That's why they gassin' me up (Oh, yeah)
I'm going fast, on the run
Where you from?
What you want? (What you want? Uh)

[Post-Chorus]
Boy, yeah, we slumped
Huh, big deal like the World Cup
And they be acting like they tough (Tough)
Like, where you from? (Where you from?)
I said we up (Up)
Up, yeah, you mad, aha