Chilly Winters - Target

If you aint fuck with my last tape
Then I'm lookin at you like a target
Put the red dot on the AK
So I never miss the target
Shoot a head shot that's broad day
So his people know he a target
If your not with me
Then your a potential target
I go ham I snap dog Like Sada Baby and Snap Dogg
Got a hundred guns with a hundred problems
Tellin me you don't want one at all
I fell off for a lil bit but I'm back on
Don't bring your bitch this way get her back torn
That liquor it flow through my bloodline
I got the drugs and the bullshit on my mind
There is that point you don't cross and we call that that fine line
Ninety in the clip bitch that's nine dimes
I don't give a fuck who you are bitch you target
My shooter aint gon miss he been Kawhi unguarded
Even when he shootin in the Garden
You put the pressure on me now look who became the target
Look who became the target mo fucka
If you aint fuck with my last tape
Then I'm lookin at you like a target
Put the red dot on the AK
So I never miss the target
Shoot a head shot that's broad day
So his people know he a target
If your not with me your a potential target
Your target target target target
If your not with me your a potential target
I let my nuts hang like a harness
Gang gang gang gang like I'm ready to die for this shit
Bro better chill before I slide on his bitch
I drugs that gon make her come dive for this dick
She gon text me and tell me she thirsty for all of my drip
Bullets in all of my clips I got shooters my dogs in this bitch
I'ma die to get rich that's the M-O we die for this shit
If you snitch we gon cut out your tongue like you Kiss
Gene Simmons with the rock
Dime Bag Darryl heavy metal with the glock
We can get it poppin with an opp
I got ninety-nine problems I don't think that shits a lot
I aint never had an issue when it's time to do the job
I'ma make sure that I eat even if I gotta rob
Aint no one can fucking save you not even your fucking God
Bring your bitch round here pretty boy get her popped
If you aint fuck with my last tape
Then I'm lookin at you like a target
Put the red dot on the AK
So I never miss the target
Shoot a head shot that's broad day
So his people know he a target
If your not with me
Then your a potential target
Your target target target target
If your not with me your a potential target
I let my nuts hang like a harness
Say goodnight mo fucka

Written by:
Joshua Chilcott

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