Lil Chip - Headshot (feat. Trippy Hippy Steez & Young Cassanova) Lyrics

One Time from the top, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, what
Lil' Chip, damn
I got your back like holding on some pegs

Hit him in the head, ain't no aiming for the legs
Ain't got no hand out cause I ain't going to beg
I'm the boogie man, got you rappers scared
We all eating good, our pockets is fat

Turn this brains to spaghetti when my chopper go splat
Gin and juice, nigga getting slurred
Look out for the feds, have you sitting on the curb
I ain't rocking, hit the dash while I'm swerving

I be splitting lanes, I will drive this shit a German
Twin Turbo, shit sound like a bird
Supercharged, I'm whining like it skirt
I be getting to my destination

The way the engine shake, have her feeling sensations
F*ck on your baby mama, you watch pets burn
I bought guns and armor, such a charmer, you will never learn
I don't f*ck with karma on my mama, flow sick as a germ

I just use my trauma to go harder, had to count the turns
Duck off with your bitch while I'm getting rich
I don't plead the fifth, I just had to tell it like it is
I better get a ghat out cause I owe the risk

Use it, make deposits, large amounts, I'm standing on biz
I'm a fashion fiend, I step and pop my shit
Let's see what happens to you when we run into you bitch