BandGang Masoe and PGF Nuk - Head Shot

(Jose the Plug) (I hear you, JAY C)
Money

Rock out with my motherfuckin' cock out
In the club with that Glock out
Me and Boom hittin' corners
Who said that we don't pop out?
Rookie-ass niggas ain't school
Like a dropout pressin' bitch niggas
They ain't livin' what they rap 'bout
Niggas don't invite us to they
Functions 'cause we act out
Took a slight break from the rap, but bitch
I'm back now told lil' bro to chill
He tryna crash out like Left Eye
Play and you gon' end up on
The TV like Best Buy tied from East to West
Connected like the wifi
On Stravmo gettin' high, chillin'
Talkin' to grandma
Atlantic said they got them M's for me
I'm a top guy but I'm still out here tryna
Bake somethin' like a Popeye
Had to leave the hood for a minute
It got hot hot
We get a drop, pull up, and slam somethin'
Bron Bron
They say dog got hit up with that K
Tell him I say "Hi!"
Heard his ass was fightin' for his life
He almost said bye
My mama said she had a dream
That I was big as Tupac but fuck rap, ma
I'm out here tryna get my opps dropped
762s'll twist a nigga like a dreadlock
Send your killer to you in a box
Now he deadstock red fox
Ridin' with a dummy and a loaded chop
Switchy on that Glock
Slidin' in a stolen Redeye
All my opps caught an HS, that's a headshot
He ain't have a chance 'cause he panicked
So he bled out (Money)

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
All my opps caught an HS, that's a headshot
He ain't have a chance 'cause he panicked
So he bled out
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
All my opps caught an HS, that's a headshot
He ain't have a chance 'cause he panicked
So he bled out

Headshot, headshot, all he saw was red dots
All the opps be broke as hell
All we got is mad opps
The switch'll make his head rock
We got all the fast opps
We pop out with five Glocks
We tryna hit like nine tops
Niggas doin' all that talkin' 'til
They in that pine box
We been out here, we been lurkin'
Tryna find the damn opps
Let off fifty-nine shots
Niggas better get low
Foenem slidin' through they block
Shootin' out the window
Fuck that, unlock the door
Poppin' out and hit his floor
Hoppin' out, we aimin' at his head
We gon' hit his fro
Hoppin' out, let's run back
To the car, man, It's time to go
We gon' fuckin' floor, dust the cops, man
We gettin' low

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
All my opps caught an HS, that's a headshot
He ain't have a chance 'cause he panicked
So he bled out
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot
All my opps caught an HS, that's a headshot
He ain't have a chance 'cause he panicked
So he bled out

Written by:
BANDGANG MASOE, JOSE PLUG, JOSHUA WHITE

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