Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Target Practice, artist - Chris Travis. Date of issue: 21.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Target Practice |
| Jumped up off the porch |
| And hopped up in my ford |
| Bitches entertain when they feel a nigga bored |
| I don’t feel the same when I get up and explore |
| Two women in my I’m in between |
| Here come the train nigga go and hop aboard |
| Cause they get left nigga but the choice is yours |
| Money in my fist and good smoke I’m adored |
| French tip nails and she posted in New York |
| I’ve been around the world they won’t ever catch me boy |
| You say you fuck these girls but they really boy |
| I’ve been around the world they won’t ever catch me boy |
| You say you fuck these girls but they really boy |
| What the fucks a scene smoking green aqua marine |
| I been doing it since junt, I still don’t feel like I’m nineteen |
| You just a ghost on Halloween, something everybody’s seen |
| Gizmo creeping while you sleeping cross the globe in submarines |
| Tell me who the fuck wanna come start shit |
| Pull up my apartment I’m gonna rip apart shit |
| Ripping out ya heart kid, leaving blood on the carpet |
| Log in to the market, where I’m selling my targets |
| I don’t fuck with bitches playing stupid |
| I’m not dumb I see right through it |
| Something different in the movement |
| Let’s go get it lets get to it |
| I don’t fuck with bitches playing stupid |
| I’m not dumb I see right through it |
| Something different in the movement |
| Let’s go get it lets get to it |
| I can’t take no advice from a fuckboy |
| Yall ain’t in our lane |
| They know of our name and it’s because we fuckin up da game |
| Ain’t it funny how shit changed |
| They used to talk down just a year ago |
| Me and gizmo quick to kill |
| And now the killing serial |
| It’s been fuck the world and fuck these items they material |
| Bitch i don’t feel the same |
| If you want it we can play |
| But I’ll tell you right now |
| I ain’t interested in playing games |
| I just wanna see the light forever |
| Never see the flames |
| Cold like the winter |
| Flow steady like the fuckin rain |
| Fuck all that fuck shit |
| You ain’t pulling up bitch |
| Half these rappers fuckin pussy |
| So they ain’t ever gon start shit |
| I been rolling blunts |
| So pearled |
| Looking like some pretzel sticks |
| Why they wanna fuck with me |
| What you got to gain from dis |
| Think u got me |
| All you getting |
| Is face full of my kids |
| I know dat |
| You still watching |
| But it don’t bother me bitch |
| I been minding my own business |
| And eating rappers for lunch |
| Prohibeo don’t care about fame |
| That shit change yall too much |