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Target Practice Video (MV)




Performed By: KishGunna
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Kishin Archibald




KishGunna - Target Practice Lyrics
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Dis shit' like target practice
We used to flip on the dirty mattress
Took your lil' bitch, had to bend her backwards
Stick to the script, but we ain't no actors
Bitch, and we step like we was some cappa's
If you don't know him, then please don't dap him
Nigga, the rollie is gold and it's icy as f*ck
It's colder than Indianapolis
Bitch, out of order, I made her behave
Birds in the water, I'm makin' them bathe
None of my niggas do minimum wage
Nigga, run up, he get hit with the gauge
Nigga, I'm wavy as f*ck, man, that boy like a cruise ship
The work the pot man we bag it and move it
We givin' them pain, we be puttin' them through it
You see how we rockin', you know how we boolin
Oh my damn, nigga, just look at this shit on my hand
Nigga, back up, cause this shit in my hand
Best cuff your thoy, cause that hoe is a fan
Nigga, try to reach and get hit with the fan
Grr, bow, jeans on my ass, man, it cost me a thou
Chains on my neck, they be blingin' like blow
Eat at Philippe's, or we hit Mr. Chow's
Nigga, what
I made her play with that thing in the truck
Please don't run down, cause that thing in the truck
Nigga, you popped, you ain't gettin' no bucks
That's why your man shorty eatin' me up
Smokin' on animals, this is the skunk
Car like a elephant trunk in the front her ass is so fast, see this shit from the front
And she tryna kick it with me like she punt
Woo, yeah, and this shit like target practice nigga
You got your ball in backwards, nigga
Round of applause , we do all the clappin', nigga
Davidson ave, we do all the trappin', nigga
Why you just do all the cappin', nigga
Your mouth runnin' off, you do all the yappin', nigga
Roll with some liffers, they good at yappin', nigga
This shit like target practice
We used to flip on the dirty mattress
Took your lil' bitch, had to bend her backwards
Stick to the strip, but we ain't no actors
Bitch, and we stuck like we was some cappas
If you don't know him, then please don't dap him
Nigga, the rollie is gold and it's icy as f*ck
It's colder than Indianapolis
Heard some niggas was tryna f*ck up the plans
Some niggas try get in my way
Nigga, the money you got in your safe, man
I swear that's the shit that we spendin' today
And we tryna get rich as a bitch
So you know that my niggas been huggin' the strip
VVS pointers what cover the wrist
That's why your thot put a tongue on her dick, huh
You gettin' money to stand up
Nigga, we runnin' them bands up
Nigga, I told you that boy is a goat
Pull a real clean in the Lamb truck
Bitch in the ride, bout to play with her throat
Nigga, I'm f*ckin' her glands up
Leg in the air while I hit from the back
Nigga, we f*ckin' on cameras
Nigga, we stay on that Grimey shit
And we screamin' out, slatt that slimy shit like
Stay on that vibey shit
When I'm in the hideout, can't find my shit like
Bitch, wanna f*ck in the back of the trap house
Hit it hard, then I'm blowin' her back out
Grab her weave and I'm pullin' her tracks out
Had to dunk on that hoe like I'm Stackhouse
I'm in that bitch with the pack out
Nigga, run down and I'm pullin' the mac out
Couple of hitters, that's ready to crash out
Nigga, been servin' out white in the blackout
We change the weather, we make the shit snowy outside
Man, you niggas should know we outside
When we outside, you ain't goin' outside
Cause you know how I go on my side
Nothin' they doin' can phase me
Nothin' they doin' amaze me
Way how ya boy, just been ballin' on niggas
I'm Varsity, nigga, you JV
Walkin' around with that stick on my hip
Woulda swore that the boy in the Navy
Me and your hoe bout to get on the cruise
Cause you know a nigga is wavy
What you say?
Better duck, better get out the way
Cause I'm comin' to shoot where you stay
It's the end of November, but nigga been
Bringin' that heat like the middle of May
Man, you know we ain't comin' to play
Man, I'm puttin' a beam on the tray
Better duck when I'm shootin
Cause you might get hit with a stray
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Dis shit' like target practice
We used to flip on the dirty mattress
Took your lil' bitch, had to bend her backwards
Stick to the script, but we ain't no actors
Bitch, and we step like we was some cappa's
If you don't know him, then please don't dap him
Nigga, the rollie is gold and it's icy as f*ck
It's colder than Indianapolis
Bitch, out of order, I made her behave
Birds in the water, I'm makin' them bathe
None of my niggas do minimum wage
Nigga, run up, he get hit with the gauge
Nigga, I'm wavy as f*ck, man, that boy like a cruise ship
The work the pot man we bag it and move it
We givin' them pain, we be puttin' them through it
You see how we rockin', you know how we boolin
Oh my damn, nigga, just look at this shit on my hand
Nigga, back up, cause this shit in my hand
Best cuff your thoy, cause that hoe is a fan
Nigga, try to reach and get hit with the fan
Grr, bow, jeans on my ass, man, it cost me a thou
Chains on my neck, they be blingin' like blow
Eat at Philippe's, or we hit Mr. Chow's
Nigga, what
I made her play with that thing in the truck
Please don't run down, cause that thing in the truck
Nigga, you popped, you ain't gettin' no bucks
That's why your man shorty eatin' me up
Smokin' on animals, this is the skunk
Car like a elephant trunk in the front her ass is so fast, see this shit from the front
And she tryna kick it with me like she punt
Woo, yeah, and this shit like target practice nigga
You got your ball in backwards, nigga
Round of applause , we do all the clappin', nigga
Davidson ave, we do all the trappin', nigga
Why you just do all the cappin', nigga
Your mouth runnin' off, you do all the yappin', nigga
Roll with some liffers, they good at yappin', nigga
This shit like target practice
We used to flip on the dirty mattress
Took your lil' bitch, had to bend her backwards
Stick to the strip, but we ain't no actors
Bitch, and we stuck like we was some cappas
If you don't know him, then please don't dap him
Nigga, the rollie is gold and it's icy as f*ck
It's colder than Indianapolis
Heard some niggas was tryna f*ck up the plans
Some niggas try get in my way
Nigga, the money you got in your safe, man
I swear that's the shit that we spendin' today
And we tryna get rich as a bitch
So you know that my niggas been huggin' the strip
VVS pointers what cover the wrist
That's why your thot put a tongue on her dick, huh
You gettin' money to stand up
Nigga, we runnin' them bands up
Nigga, I told you that boy is a goat
Pull a real clean in the Lamb truck
Bitch in the ride, bout to play with her throat
Nigga, I'm f*ckin' her glands up
Leg in the air while I hit from the back
Nigga, we f*ckin' on cameras
Nigga, we stay on that Grimey shit
And we screamin' out, slatt that slimy shit like
Stay on that vibey shit
When I'm in the hideout, can't find my shit like
Bitch, wanna f*ck in the back of the trap house
Hit it hard, then I'm blowin' her back out
Grab her weave and I'm pullin' her tracks out
Had to dunk on that hoe like I'm Stackhouse
I'm in that bitch with the pack out
Nigga, run down and I'm pullin' the mac out
Couple of hitters, that's ready to crash out
Nigga, been servin' out white in the blackout
We change the weather, we make the shit snowy outside
Man, you niggas should know we outside
When we outside, you ain't goin' outside
Cause you know how I go on my side
Nothin' they doin' can phase me
Nothin' they doin' amaze me
Way how ya boy, just been ballin' on niggas
I'm Varsity, nigga, you JV
Walkin' around with that stick on my hip
Woulda swore that the boy in the Navy
Me and your hoe bout to get on the cruise
Cause you know a nigga is wavy
What you say?
Better duck, better get out the way
Cause I'm comin' to shoot where you stay
It's the end of November, but nigga been
Bringin' that heat like the middle of May
Man, you know we ain't comin' to play
Man, I'm puttin' a beam on the tray
Better duck when I'm shootin
Cause you might get hit with a stray
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Writer: Kishin Archibald
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