Aim & Bang

Lyrics

[Chorus] Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site [Verse] Let me start, I'll clart any fart who thinks He's got heart, act smart, get spun Don't think you can spar with a don, get your block rained on Call it winner stays on when we're up in the yard Get parred and scarred if you think of getting too large For your boots, we're armed and we shoot Can open your coupe, I'll be smoking a zoot Escaping pursuit, fly back to the Blue In the trap where we move food You can get clapped with the deuce deuce We're not gash but we move loose It's not another track on Fruit Loops Killa like Omen, bruise youts Stopped for your cash, that's a fruit move Hit with the grapes for the blue food You let her sit on your face when she's nude You're a filthy bastard, dirt dude Now Blue Battlefield's out I couldn't really care what you're talking about, don't open your mouth We're the best in the south, rude Family Tree, that's the best crew Sling another cartridge out, lay man down Distinctive sound, true You only hate me cause I don't like you, I'm the best out Gloves on when the nine get test out Penetrate man's chest, now his lugs all spread out Blood leave body like we told it "get out" TK already done told man That I will scold man, leave man deadout Brain from head out, you're catting for zoots but I'm licking the Zs out Missed shots? Didn't invest in a send-out I'll send shots at the whip you rent out Ergh Violate me, leave your face all dent out Fuck Superman, I'll knock Clark Kent out I've been blazing cheese all morning So don't be surprised if my eyes look red out I'll call Shifman, I'll call TK I'll call MI, I'll call Ego If there's loot, nobody gets left out Trap all day cause I wanna get it in Beef situations, no debating Clocked all the slight MCs hating I'll punch up a DJ for not rating No orgasm, your girl was faking She hollers me for the ACE ting JB's got a knife, you'll get a slicing If you've got cake, you'll get an icing All I wanna do is bring the papes in Grime might make it right But until then, I won't depart the life TK squeeze pump and depart your spine Twelve gauge bring light on the darkest night I don't care what bars you write I spit crack, sit back, let you spark the pipe Like Faze, I'm on this barking hype [Chorus] Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site Aim and bang at the target site