Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Target, artist - YBN Cordae. Album song YBN: The Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Target |
| Eee-oooh! |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh! |
| Uh uh |
| Daytrip took it to 10, hey! |
| Uh, I was cruising in a 6−4 with all of my hoes |
| Two niggas with a pistol that’s ready to go |
| New bitch named Crystal, steady to blow |
| My team way too official, with Chevys and Rolls |
| Seen the red and blue lights, and I got pulled over |
| Redneck-ass cop asked me was I sober |
| I said, «Hell nah nigga, stupid question to ask |
| I got a half pound of weed in the messenger bag» |
| But I couldn’t tell ‘em that, I was wantin' to laugh |
| That’s the number one rule, don’t be flauntin' your pack |
| And stop asking all these questions, now I’m tauntin' yo ass |
| And, if you want to search my car, you need a warrant for that |
| As soon as I said that stupid shit, my gun had slipped into his grip |
| My nigga, I plead the fifth, not needing this, man, I gotta dip |
| He said «what in tarnation,» hit the gas, I’m car racing |
| Plus I’m high in the sky, gas got me stargazin' |
| So here’s a little advice, mix sugar n' spice, and you can get nice |
| Free my nigga T-Mac, that shit is so whack, they tryna indict |
| I just paid off all my debt, I’m gettin' them checks, it’s changin' my life |
| I need a little respect, just copped a Patek, just look at my ice |
| So he ran up, «put yo hands up», you in handcuffs |
| You done lost your motherfuckin' head like you got dandruff |
| Woman lie, a nigga lie, fuck the cell, that shit is dry |
| «Why you pull me over doing 60 in a 55?» |
| All y’all was suspects, you knew that holmes |
| Five niggas in the car, and y’all got durags on |
| Plus y’all bumpin' all the really loud new rap songs |
| That’s three fuckin' strikes, I wanna go back home |
| How the fuck my strap slip, I be grounded and tight |
| He said, «boys it look like y’all at the County tonight |
| And the canines comin', you can stop with the jokes |
| And while y’all in there tonight, don’t be droppin' the soap» |
| I know that you hate me, I know that you jealous |
| I know that you crazy, hiding behind an umbrella |
| Man I know I’m a target, shit I know I’m a threat |
| And I know y’all tryna stop me, 'cause you know I’m up next, nigga |
| I was cruising in a 6−4 with all of my hoes |
| Two niggas with a pistol that’s ready to go |
| New bitch named Crystal, steady to blow |
| My team way too official, with Chevys and Rolls |
| Daytrip took it to ten, hey! |