Nejay - Headshot (feat. Jay Got Jugo)

Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless
Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless
Speak on the gang, you in danger
Chop blow his face off you can't even name him
I like to count it up, stack it, and flip
OBRZ, light it up, take a hit
Boy watch your mouth, you know I ain't no lick
Slept in the trap had to play with them bricks
I'm from the part where we ain't have no kicks
And boy I've been broke, had to look for a fix
Stay with the headshots like IDs
Fuck on that hoe she a Pieces
If you gon' talk to me, talk to me nicely
I been stackin' so niggas don't like me
Designer the fit, from the bottom to head top
We don't click, bitch I ain't no desktop
Green on the beam but the scope got a red dot
.40 Pop, it's a opp, make his head rock
Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless
Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless
Headshot he going out painless
All of these bullets be leaving em slump
Uh 40 on me and its stainless
It's ridin by me it's not in the trunk
Niggas be talking but they never bout it
We leaving his ass in a dump
We kickin shit, I'm talking karate
I don't give a fuck if we drunk
Wait it's getting scary
Fuckin that hoe she a Aries
Word to my mother ill pull and Bury
I got two glockies they popping his cherry
Aim for his head
We never missing we leaving him dead
Stop
We just hit him with a headshot
Leave his ass with the bedrock
Been in the field like a QB
Go to the Bank, then hit up Louie
Fuck what you thinking
My life is a movie
I'm from the 973 like I'm Zoovie
Fuck is he talking bout
We finna run em out
Shooters on go see a opp and they stop em out
Look at the bank account
Just look at bank account
The way I run it up think I need a medal lil bitch
Got a foreign lil chick with the metal lil bitch
I'm a hotshot with the bezel on my wrist
Shooters stickin to the code, shooters aiming for the fits
9 On up me, call me rondo with the dish
One up on em, I ain't switching up the script
One cock back clock him in like a shift
All my shooters bout that, they been murkin since jits, yeah
Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless
Please don't come 'round me, we on that gang shit
Shit get cold, paramedics cover him with blankets, aye
Hit him with rounds on rounds, sorry he won't make it
Boy don't come around here it get dangerous
Pack of shooters, my niggas they nameless
Headshot, he goin' out painless

Written by:
Nejay Hyde

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