Bullseye

Woah! Too many hoes, they lit in the party I'm in love with the fashion, putting on some garments Nigga, I ain't bragging, I'm just talking SRT, you sitting there walking She liking the way that I beat it up She going too slow to speed it up She speaking in spanish she latina She thinking I'm fly, I'm cleaner Damn, I'm fly that I'm higher than the sky So high in the air that you can't even glide Keep a piece on the hip, so don't even try Nigga, tryna take my spot, but you're not that guy Nah, nigga, you is not that guy Smoking some green nigga now I'm fried, can't cuff this bitch she wanna soul tie, put a beam on his head Bullseye, tryna blow up, but I need some patience I'm on this bitch and I'm waiting I'm on this bitch and I'm faded Feeling like quavo young nigga I made it, Saint Laurent my glasses, no, I cannot see You saying that your ho, but she all on me Damn, she all on me, committed to the money, all I see is green Vetements right on the tee, right on the jeans Promise you this shit is unique Fuckin' that bitch, to the beat Passing it her off, you already know she just for the team Spending my check on this fit, you don't know how much this cost Spending shit all in the week, Most you niggas my sons, you copy my moves I promise you that your just my seed. Too many hoes, they lit in the party I'm in love with the fashion, putting on some garments Nigga, I ain't bragging, I'm just talking SRT, you sitting there walking She liking the way that I beat it up She going too slow to speed it up She speaking in spanish she latina She thinking I'm fly, I'm cleaner Damn, I'm fly that I'm higher than the sky So high in the air that you can't even glide Keep a piece on the hip, so don't even try Nigga, tryna take my spot, but you're not that guy Nah, nigga, you is not that guy Smoking some green nigga now I'm fried, can't cuff this bitch she wanna soul tie, put a beam on his head Bullseye.