Target

[Chorus]
These niggas ain't nothing but targets
These bitches ain't nothing but whores
When we hop out that car we swing open four doors
Only time these niggas shoot they're guns at the gun range
I know he got buck in this blood if he buck I'ma hit him
Lil' bro ain't got no experience you know I'm a teacher
We don't post on the Gram, she know she my [?]
He got hit he a patient so he on the bleachers

[Verse]
I'm talking to Glo about moves
This shit 448 know we keep shit in order
I let him keep his bitch you know I could've bought her
I be skeptical about telling the truth to my lawyer
Throw bro a new Glock 'cause he loyal
Told her throw me an opp 'cause I need it
[?] bleeding the same blood that I'm bleeding
I'm trying to tear down that bitch we ain't trying to get even
Fuck her good for four hours then breed her
How you wife her? She labeled a eater
How you with him? He labeled a bitch
Hit your man now he ache when it rain
This lil' game that we playing it's about who got the ups
This shit that we toting really shut down a bus
He tried to run he was slow his ass slipped on some dust
I'll pay for a drop and sit out front in a pickup truck
You forgot about that code you was fighting for your life
Trying to focus I'm taking care of a whole lot of business
We dropping our masks we don't depend on no wishes
How the fuck is we beefing? You just want attention
I'll listen if you giving me law
These niggas be trying to teach shit they ain't do
This my G22 threw that bitch on the roof
Now I'm riding with G30, say hi to my new boo

[Chorus]
These niggas ain't nothing but targets
These bitches ain't nothing but whores
When we hop out that car we swing open four doors
Only time these niggas shoot they're guns at the gun range
I know he got buck in this blood if he buck I'ma hit him
Lil' bro ain't got no experience you know I'm a teacher
We don't post on the Gram, she know she my [?]
He got hit he a patient so he on the bleachers

[Chorus]
These niggas ain't nothing but targets
These bitches ain't nothing but whores
When we hop out that car we swing open four doors
Only time these niggas shoot they're guns at the gun range
I know he got buck in this blood if he buck I'ma hit him
Lil' bro ain't got no experience you know I'm a teacher
We don't post on the Gram, she know she my [?]
He got hit he a patient so he on the bleachers