TARGETLOCKED lyrics
by funeral
[Intro]
(Convicted murder and leader of the cult)
(tihs ,hO)
Talk, b*tch, talk, she won't talk, I don't f*cking talk
Walk, b*tch, walk, she can't walk, got my target locked
Talk, b*tch, talk, she won't talk, I don't f*cking talk
Walk, b*tch, walk, she can't walk, got my target locked
[Verse]
RPG loaded up and it's ready
We with the gang, posted up with machete
You can't hang, I'ma shoot up your Getty
Your whole gang get a taste of this leady
No aim, but I keep that sh*t steady
pus*y boy, rob that boy for his 'fetti
Keep it cool, I ain't talking no yeti
Blow his brains like some f*cking confetti
b*tch, you an opp, you get knocked
Bro, you need to stop
pus*y boy, my shotgun sawed
I don't talk, bro, you get shot
With your main b*tch, she is shocked
Pull up, b*tch, knock off your top
Bro cooperate with cops
Bro, we all know you a flop
[Chorus]
Target locked, darе you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
Target lockеd, dare you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
[Bridge]
RPG loaded up and it's ready
We with the gang, posted up with machete
You can't hang, I'ma shoot up your Getty
Your whole gang get a taste of this leady
No aim, but I keep that sh*t steady
pus*y boy, rob that boy for his 'fetti
Keep it cool, I ain't talking no yeti
Blow his brains like some f*cking confetti
[Chorus]
Target locked, dare you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
Target locked, dare you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
Target locked, dare you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
Target locked, dare you to duck
Shoot his kids, don't give a f*ck
Shotty make his tummy tuck
My shawty shoot, my shot is buck
[Outro]
b*tch, y— b*tch-b*tch— opp, you get knocked
Bro, you need to stop
pus*y boy, my shotgun sawed
I don't talk, bro, you get shot
With your main b*tch, she is sho—
Pull up, b*tch, knock off your top
Bro cooperate with co-cops
Bro, we all know you a flo—
No aim, but I keep that sh*t steady
pus*y boy, rob that boy for his 'fetti
Keep it cool, I ain't talking no yeti
Blow his brains like some f*cking confetti