Target Lyrics

It's real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Sometimes around my city, I be feelin' like a target

Up in Target shoppin', all black with the Rocky

Sock a nigga out, if a nigga try to pop it

I don't know what he on, we get outside, I'm gon' pop him

Face covered up, videotapes, not a problem

In the words of Crip Mac, I'm a real opp goblin

Not from neighborhood, but I do fuck with nip

I fuck with bloods, Piru's got love for gangster crip

It's real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Ima Crenshaw Leimert Park, crazy ass nigga

I don't talk a lot, but contemplatin' murders on my mental

I done aired some shit out, get the rifle or the pistol grip

If it's up to me, I tell you not to tell a soul

But if you really got to, only tell your bros

Don't tell a hoe shit, she'll up and whistle blow

If you make that bitch mad, you knowin' how it go

When you run out the back, cause them people at your door

It's real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

When you catch up with her, you gotta put one in her dome

Then gotta skip the state and forever stay gone

This a sad world, PTSD like Juice WRLD

Beautiful things in it, but it ain't no cute world

Since we both in it, let me make your toes curl

And if you prove your worth, I can make you my girl

Just know I seen bullshit shit that make the world throw up

I ain't never been a buster to try somethin', it's bout to go up

It's real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Real mannish in the streets, so I ride with the heat

I cruise to the music and I look around and peep

Keep your head on a swivel, watch out for them creeps

If I think he movin' shiesty, Ima make him R.I.P

Boy, that's not yours, I'm big boy chillin'

I'm smokin' gelato, swervin' these pot holes

Fuck it, just hit one, knowin' it's over

Hopped in another one, bitch, I got motion

Pulled up at a bitch house, I'm knowin' she goin

If you pay attention, you should know I'm the coldest

Rhymes in my flow like somethin' out of Dakota

Nigga, I just met my quota