Headshots (4r Da Locals) Isaiah Rashad

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[Intro]
Ayy, can you come to Henry's after you done? (Yeah)
A'ight, for sure, I got a jam
Yeah, yeah
Don't step on your toes (Bitch)
Ah, ah-ah yeah (Cole, you stupid)
Ah-ah, ah, ah yeah
Ah, ah, ah, yeah (Yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, motherfucker)

[Chorus]
Okay, you caught me by surprise in my brand new whip, baby
Peep me in the scope, if I'm gone, don't trip, baby
Bringin' back the strong, up to bat, all hits, baby
(That's cool, bitch, you're mine, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Who want a shot, wanna die? (Yeah, yeah)
Lemme know, I got two on the hip and the knot, no diggity
Zay, you smooth like a R&B song
How you keep them hoes off you? Man, they killin' me
Numero uno, might kick shit like judo, judo
Givin' out hoes, not kudos, kudos
Pocket fat like Juno, you know
Yeah, I tell a bitch eat it like Doja Cat (Yeah)
You see the wrist whip it like Bouldercrest (Yeah)
I got a crib bigger than Budapest (Yeah)
And the shots ain't bringin' my soldier back (Yeah)
From the noose to the drop and the wop, no diggity
New to the top and the rock new Tiffany
Zay, you smooth like an R&B song
How you keep them hoes off you? Man, they killin' me (Yeah)