Target Lyrics

You know I gotta do the dash

I'm just tryna make this cash

Snap a pic and hit the flash

I'm just tryna hit this gas

Pull right up and park it

Roll it up and spark it

Think you taking charge bitch?

Don't make yourself a target

Got some shooters on the block

They shoot from far

Got some shooters on the block

They shoot from far

Smoke go up like sum cigars

I pull heart strings like guitars

'Member hitting licks in them cars

Seen sum things, left battle scars

But you know I shoot for the stars

And shoot my shot at ya shawty

We sipping Bacardi

We was getting lit right at them bars

Me and my gang we'll zip up ya pack

'Cause we came through with them scars

Posted up right there in the back

You better not lack

'Cause we flame fools with AR's

She know that I'm crazy

Yet my niggas get retarded

I walked through with some gas

So it smell like I done farted

It's crazy how she hate me

Over shit that she done started

Balling like I'm CP3

But I just can't be guarded

Why you always start shit?

Know a bitch that work at Target

Niggas hate but my favorite part is

I'm the one who got the farthest

Bitch you know it's Marz

You know I'm from the 8 and

I'll slide but then I'm skating

I'm too loyal y'all keep hating

I see why you can't relate then

I see they can't put weight in

Said he gon' kill me I'm tired of waiting

You know I gotta do the dash

I'm just tryna make this cash

Snap a pic and hit the flash

I'm just tryna hit this gas

Pull right up and park it

Roll it up and spark it

Think you taking charge bitch?

Don't make yourself a target

Got some shooters on the block

They shoot from far

Got some shooters on the block

They shoot from far