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Aim Assist Video (MV)




Performed By: Marc Pierre
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Marc Pierre




Marc Pierre - Aim Assist Lyrics




All of my shooters got aim assist
Bitch you don't know who you playing with
Louis my wallet it's Gucci my closet
I promise don't think I was made to miss

Never my guy will I chase a bitch
You over here trying to race and shit
My girl in Prada designer all on her
You keep your hoe up in the basic shit

I travel out of the states and shit
Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?

I broke in her back like some new Jay's
They watch what I do like a blu ray
I only been here for two weeks
She wanted to f*ck me in two days
She tryna play me like 2k
Running up racks
No Usain
Niggas didn't have my back
That's cool
Now they hands out for a full
I spend my money on people who f*ck with me
Luckily that be the new wave
I send my shooters for niggas who come for me
If I was you I would be safe
If I was you I run to my mommy
Until you find out that it's too late
I'll comfort your sis when they bury your body
Then bury my dick in her coochie

All of my shooters got aim assist
Bitch you don't know who you playing with
Louis my wallet it's Gucci my closet
I promise don't think I was made to miss

Never my guy will I chase a bitch
You over here trying to race and shit
My girl in Prada designer all on her
You keep your hoe up in the basic shit

I travel out of the states and shit
Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?

I'm 30 for 30 like Steph and Seth
Take the blower and aim it right at your neck
I want to be boo'd up like Steph and Ayesha
I'll find me a lady I'll keep until death
Ask your lady I back up my f*cking shit
When she back it up on me I lose my breath
Don't want to say that I'm back
I never left
I been watching the moves like I'm playing chess
And they watch what I do like a prospect
I took my time on your bitch like a project
Hate to say that I ran out of options
Came in her eye like she putting in contacts
I been winning
Feel like repetition so high in the rankings
You niggas caught contact
I was balling
I skip through the lane
Bringing the pain
I did it with contact bitch

Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?
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All of my shooters got aim assist
Bitch you don't know who you playing with
Louis my wallet it's Gucci my closet
I promise don't think I was made to miss

Never my guy will I chase a bitch
You over here trying to race and shit
My girl in Prada designer all on her
You keep your hoe up in the basic shit

I travel out of the states and shit
Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?

I broke in her back like some new Jay's
They watch what I do like a blu ray
I only been here for two weeks
She wanted to f*ck me in two days
She tryna play me like 2k
Running up racks
No Usain
Niggas didn't have my back
That's cool
Now they hands out for a full
I spend my money on people who f*ck with me
Luckily that be the new wave
I send my shooters for niggas who come for me
If I was you I would be safe
If I was you I run to my mommy
Until you find out that it's too late
I'll comfort your sis when they bury your body
Then bury my dick in her coochie

All of my shooters got aim assist
Bitch you don't know who you playing with
Louis my wallet it's Gucci my closet
I promise don't think I was made to miss

Never my guy will I chase a bitch
You over here trying to race and shit
My girl in Prada designer all on her
You keep your hoe up in the basic shit

I travel out of the states and shit
Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?

I'm 30 for 30 like Steph and Seth
Take the blower and aim it right at your neck
I want to be boo'd up like Steph and Ayesha
I'll find me a lady I'll keep until death
Ask your lady I back up my f*cking shit
When she back it up on me I lose my breath
Don't want to say that I'm back
I never left
I been watching the moves like I'm playing chess
And they watch what I do like a prospect
I took my time on your bitch like a project
Hate to say that I ran out of options
Came in her eye like she putting in contacts
I been winning
Feel like repetition so high in the rankings
You niggas caught contact
I was balling
I skip through the lane
Bringing the pain
I did it with contact bitch

Bitch I be grubbing on steak and shit
And if I want it I state the shit
I don't got time to go wait and shit

Yo I've never seen you stay with a bitch
Got me asking if you straight and shit
Most of my niggas are ranked and shit
You straight lil bitch?
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Writer: Marc Pierre
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