Ameen POW - Headshot (feat. Nas Ebk)

Said Big POW in the fucking booth
Grrah, Grrah
First off, still ********* K'
Yeah, I walk with that strip, with that grip, I'm like who want the smoke
Catch a opp he get shot broad day, give a fuck what you say, how you see me and you didn't blow
Told Mel bro chill, I'm like pass me the knocka, I've been itchin to catch me a woe
Like Abe got shot, lil' Fetty got stomped, lil' Zeed got punched in his face, like what
How you see me and you didn't dump
And truth is that most of ya pussy, like I know a boy that got beat with his mom
And I don't gotta talk on Amiri, 'cause I'll go and get any pair that I want
And don't tell that hoe to get near me, I might just go beat that shit up from the front, like what
Told that bitch come shake that, break that, if that's ya bitch then I'll bet you I'll take that
If I give you my time, don't waste that, bitch you could text me, I don't wanna face chat
Like DB, you peep that, oh that's a opp then I bet you I'll leave that
You see me, come shoot some, grip on my hip bitch you know that I keep that
Like fuck that, start buggin', it's up then it's up, it get lit with my cousin
Like fuck that, keep dumpin', I'm smokin' on Fetty they still ain't do nothing
Where Abe at, he dead popped, bitch I could never go out from a headshot
Chrome hearted, we bend blocks, spin thru the lz and I'm sending like ten shots (Gang)
Spin through the L' and I'm sending like ten shots, EBK Ima throw, yeah I bend blocks (Like what)
Come through the front, Ima leave through the back
Hop out the V', Ima blitz, I attack (Grrah-grrah)
Niggas be goofy, ain't totin' no strap
He tried to run now that boy running track (Rrah-rrah)
Hollows they hit him, they rip through his cap
He in a blunt, now that boy in a pack
Know a opp that got left in the cab (Like what), I know a opp that got hit in his shit
Slide through, it get lit, scream RPT then that whip getting flipped (Boom, boom)
Opps know my bop, I spot a opp then you know he get shot
Two guns up, drop my flock, that boy a dummy got put in a box (Rrah-rrah)
DOA's in the spot, he jacking Gz then I'm raising this Glock
Spot me a bunny, his face getting shot, that bitch a groupie she hang with the opps
(Grrah-Grrah, like that bitch a groupie she hang with the opps)
Shit get tragic, in the winter invest in a ratchet
Big die 4, he got left in a casket
If you on me, that's a basket
Bitch I'm uppin', and I'm blasting, bitch I'm uppin', and I'm blasting, Rrah-rrah
(Like what, and I'm blasting, Rrah-rrah)

Written by:
Ameen Abdel - Rahim, Nasir V

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