Target (bullseye) Lyrics

I'm O.T.P to my bro that's ski

I'm like Fuck a D.O.B

Y.I.C

K.M.T

D.P.M.O i'll show this glee

Buss it on the back roads i cant do it on mains

I'm in the B whizzing this scooter

Behind Iceland where gotta exchange

This change best bring some change

How many times their ain't no question

We already done buss that corner thinking fuck it blow through like Wesson

Give the smith to the kit round the corner he no informer the lines impressing

Bro showed me the ins and outs now i'm in and out like the T's a restaurant

Tryna be a rockstar not a popstar might just pop with my star that's Santi

Don't know man but hes still my son might just dead him do it like plan B

Look, i got ting she a baddie

Might roll around in the passy

She give good brain good hatty

S.Y.M that's with disrespect

Like B.M.T dont mad me

If my bro put 10 in the air

Stop then freeze

Hold on let me tell you bout 4 in a week

It's not a well known streak

Man i keep telling Scripts just stick to the script and my boy AB

French as oui look yes that's we

Fam they're buzzing my phone they don't want me to sleep

We'll soon be in the scene fam we only 16

And we'll take over most of these man in the scene and that's factual

Bullseye (BAP BAP)

You know we gon' soon hit the target

Funny noise in the T got my heart beat racing

Its just wass low all the talking

In and out I feel like i'm rushing

I'm like Putin there ain't no staling

Come like a vehicle way she parking

So i just told bro like

Bullseye (grrr)

You know we gon' soon hit the target (bow)

Fam its funny how we gone for a minute now the scenes gone quiet where was all of this talking

Man my south ting Jaring

Barking Barking

Them man don't bite they just barking

They said stick to this music ting we be charting

Santi and Sav we the hardest

And that shits just factual

We were 15 reversing on manuals on the back street of that chapel

Fuck the west tings I'll never make up with no damsel I like my bad b's to come natural

And I don't understand how J's so clumsy we were in maths when the cats called

Damn fool

Bro left the T with no hassle gradual he went right back like Axel

Fam I really got love for my south ting b fam the girls real sweet and for me she elite

I can't lie she ROD I told them side hoes peace cuh I know that your out of there league

Bro got kicked outta school it's peak fam he doesn't know nothing else other than weed

It's peak fam Galleyway road it's peak fam 6 of my bros got bagged in a week

Me and sav we like drake and josh

More time when I'm sitting in school fam my head get fucked if there ain't no prof

4 in a week k1 he too prof in the station surveillance the feds said gosh

Fucking hell where'd I find this nonce he try hit me on snap said his card got locked

If it's ten in the air then I'm rinsing his box

If my bro put 10 in the air

Got 10 10's so you know that's rare

5 on 5 that's 10 that's rare

10 Out of 10 soon gone clear

Target

Know that i aim for the Bullseye

Brandish this no it ain't moncler

Switch that up like i switch my flow up

Pull on her brand new hair

Bullseye (BAP BAP)

You know we gon' soon hit the target

Funny noise in the T got my heart beat racing

Its just wass low all the talking

In and out I feel like i'm rushing

I'm like Putin there ain't no staling

Come like a vehicle way she parking

So i just told bro like

Bullseye (grrr)

You know we gon' soon hit the target (bow)

Fam its funny how we gone for a minute now the scenes gone quiet where was all of this talking

Man my south ting Jaring

Barking Barking

Them man don't bite they just barking

They said stick to this music ting we be charting

Santi and Sav we the hardest