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Performed By: 100blk S.O.
Language: English
Length: 4:42
Written by: Rashaad Wright




100blk S.O. - Target Lyrics
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Hbg4l
Let's go handsome ok
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
Don't nobody really want it wit me
I gotta live comfortable riding round the city
I gotta keep a gun in my reach
My side bitch post me all on ig my girl goin have fun wit some bleach
I gotta fifty inside these Balmain's the ops bet not come in da crease
See my dogs don't come wit a leash
That yellow Ferrari don't come wit a key
See that push button start pink slip of the lot
And I don't even want a receipt
See they told me I can be what i wanted to be I ended up running the streets
I gotta sleep wit my eye open f*ck you thought we was done wit the beef
I put a drum on a glock 23
All my life i had to watch for backstabbers
Ain't no pain like a knife to the back
Me and my niggas ain't serving no undies we hate having mice in the trap
Lil bitch like to twerk in her undies
Hot niggas get murked when it's sunny
My young niggas put in work for some onions
Hop in the whip park in thje cut leave it running
I'm in LA like Lebron James
And I pray I don't crash like Kobe
Lil bitch ass phat and her waist trained yeah that bitch a lil bad lil trophy
I call her boo cuz I hate names
3 white girls look like Kylie Kim and Khloe
Say she work at a gym den show
I can see wit these Cartier lenses homie
Fake rappers where fake chains
Ima buy me and the men some rollies
No 9 to 5 get it off the block
Can't work at a donut shop like Mollie
When it's time 2 slide go load them glocks
I'm trynna score on a op like a goalie
Trynna spin on his block you know it
Watch me pop out the dark and blow it
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
My young nigga bitch folks live in a mansion
Soon as they break up we goin break in
Said S.O you wit it you know that I'm wit it
That shit ain't bout nothin just say when
Gotta Maison Margelas the yellow shoe laces
I ran up a sack in them vacants
Somebody save me the hole drove me crazy
I wasn't locked up I was caged in
One night i woke up in a central cell block fell asleep in the trap house
Stuck in the bullpen hope they PR me go home and blow wifey back out
I ain't catching no more charges I'm get tf cuz I know they ain't letting me back out
If 12 get behind me ima do the dash ima let the hellcat max out
We getting rich in the dope hole we got them sticks in the dope hole
Soon as that package get on my block
Soon as we get it it go
I ain't wit that rap shit give my glock
I'm trynna hit at the pope
Nigga playing both sides f*cking wit the ops real live goin get his ass smoked
I don't want the box just gimme the top
I like how she look when she choke
She trynna get hit on a boat
Ima take my stick when I vote
They watching like they gotta remote
Cold world bitch nigga better get you a coat
Free the men i know bout the struggle
I sacrificed food for some soap
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
My young nigga bitch folks live in a mansion
Soon as they break up we goin break in
Said S.O you wit it you know that I'm wit it
That shit ain't bout nothin just say when
Gotta Maison Margelas the yellow shoe laces
I ran up a sack in them vacants
Somebody save me the hole drove me crazy
I wasn't locked up I was caged in
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Hbg4l
Let's go handsome ok
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
Don't nobody really want it wit me
I gotta live comfortable riding round the city
I gotta keep a gun in my reach
My side bitch post me all on ig my girl goin have fun wit some bleach
I gotta fifty inside these Balmain's the ops bet not come in da crease
See my dogs don't come wit a leash
That yellow Ferrari don't come wit a key
See that push button start pink slip of the lot
And I don't even want a receipt
See they told me I can be what i wanted to be I ended up running the streets
I gotta sleep wit my eye open f*ck you thought we was done wit the beef
I put a drum on a glock 23
All my life i had to watch for backstabbers
Ain't no pain like a knife to the back
Me and my niggas ain't serving no undies we hate having mice in the trap
Lil bitch like to twerk in her undies
Hot niggas get murked when it's sunny
My young niggas put in work for some onions
Hop in the whip park in thje cut leave it running
I'm in LA like Lebron James
And I pray I don't crash like Kobe
Lil bitch ass phat and her waist trained yeah that bitch a lil bad lil trophy
I call her boo cuz I hate names
3 white girls look like Kylie Kim and Khloe
Say she work at a gym den show
I can see wit these Cartier lenses homie
Fake rappers where fake chains
Ima buy me and the men some rollies
No 9 to 5 get it off the block
Can't work at a donut shop like Mollie
When it's time 2 slide go load them glocks
I'm trynna score on a op like a goalie
Trynna spin on his block you know it
Watch me pop out the dark and blow it
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
My young nigga bitch folks live in a mansion
Soon as they break up we goin break in
Said S.O you wit it you know that I'm wit it
That shit ain't bout nothin just say when
Gotta Maison Margelas the yellow shoe laces
I ran up a sack in them vacants
Somebody save me the hole drove me crazy
I wasn't locked up I was caged in
One night i woke up in a central cell block fell asleep in the trap house
Stuck in the bullpen hope they PR me go home and blow wifey back out
I ain't catching no more charges I'm get tf cuz I know they ain't letting me back out
If 12 get behind me ima do the dash ima let the hellcat max out
We getting rich in the dope hole we got them sticks in the dope hole
Soon as that package get on my block
Soon as we get it it go
I ain't wit that rap shit give my glock
I'm trynna hit at the pope
Nigga playing both sides f*cking wit the ops real live goin get his ass smoked
I don't want the box just gimme the top
I like how she look when she choke
She trynna get hit on a boat
Ima take my stick when I vote
They watching like they gotta remote
Cold world bitch nigga better get you a coat
Free the men i know bout the struggle
I sacrificed food for some soap
Young nigga gotta target on his back
Nobody wanna stand beside him
Riding round wit a carbon on my lap
They told me I'm suicidal
I ain't saving a bitch I might buy her Chanel
We ain't going to David Bridal
Live Free Die Rich told me life is a bitch
Dis shit all about survival
My young nigga bitch folks live in a mansion
Soon as they break up we goin break in
Said S.O you wit it you know that I'm wit it
That shit ain't bout nothin just say when
Gotta Maison Margelas the yellow shoe laces
I ran up a sack in them vacants
Somebody save me the hole drove me crazy
I wasn't locked up I was caged in
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Writer: Rashaad Wright
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