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Bullseye Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Niccle
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Dominic Winn




Niccle - Bullseye Freestyle Lyrics
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Know I'm hittin' targets like a bulleye aye
Know I'm hittin' targets like a-
Know I'm hittin' targets like a bullseye
Uh huh, Look
-I'm top 5 been the same since a lor guy
Baltimore not Calabasas, niggas hittin' bullseyes
I was tryin' to hunt this a real nigga war cry
I was tryin' to stunt this a lit nigga tour guide
Ima keep it blunt, this a foreign bitch tour ride
Get you what you want, this a bad bitch store buy
Ballin' I'ma player, see a fine bitch court side
Yeah I had a court date, waking up before nine
Started off with nothing now I'm tryna make it world wide
Target practice bullseye, nah I ain't tryna die
Ima make it big on god why I gotta lie
Stole a couple bikes, at 17 I had my own ride
Geekin off the 3, Baby see we gotta soul tie
Baby you wit me, so don't be chossin' both sides
High school Indians, I tried to make it roll tide
G-17 I remember hearing hold mine
Shordy get to geekin outta town the weekend (Uh)
I just want to party fusing codeine-dreaming (On)
Posted on the block seen some dope feins leanin' (Off)
Pourin' up patron, yeah for no damn reason (Gone)
Brodie switched sides but he can't get even (No)
Hoes never ride, one night then she leavin' (Bro)
Tryna move on it's a whole new season (Though)
Usin' coupons so the whole fam eat (and Go)
Duffle bag, all cash yeah I'm with a bad bitch
Said she want a KD cooled in a baggage
Hustled all day to the night now I'm nappin'
F*ck her in the backseat, now we needin' napkins
Members in the studio everytime I'm rappin'
Tryin' to move smooth they had drugs in the backend
Tryin' to move cool I had money piles stackin'
Growing up a hot head, now I'm just relaxin'
Real nigga party, but you got to bring them racks in
Government be trippin' they be taking too much taxes
Yeah I see a pretty ghetto girl, tell her tap in
He say he never told, but I know that nigga cappin'
I was 16 tryna hustle I was braggin'
Louis V my belt so my pants never saggin'
Free Lor D all the youngins be draggin'
Safety, if I get to rock then I'm crackin' (At- You)
Bendin' and swervin' the cruddy coupe
Spending and serving you know how it do
Stick to the plan, and stay with the group
Baby you bad, but stay up on mute
Hit up the O it's shaped hoop
Fitted my clothes whenever move
She like a 10, but I'm playin cool
Alexander McQueen and designer my shoes
-I'm top 5 been the same since a lor guy
Baltimore not Calabasas, niggas hittin bullseyes
I was tryin' to hunt this a real nigga war cry
I was tryin' to stunt this a lit nigga tour guide
Ima keep it blunt this a foreign bitch tour ride
Get you what you want this a bad bitch store buy
Ballin' I'ma player, seen a fine bitch court side
Yeah I had a court date, waking up before nine
Yeah I'm hittin' targets like a bulleye aye
Know I'm hittin' targets like a-
Know I'm hittin' targets like a bullseye
Same since a lor guy, bullseye, real nigga war cry, lit nigga your guide (Yeah)
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Know I'm hittin' targets like a bulleye aye
Know I'm hittin' targets like a-
Know I'm hittin' targets like a bullseye
Uh huh, Look
-I'm top 5 been the same since a lor guy
Baltimore not Calabasas, niggas hittin' bullseyes
I was tryin' to hunt this a real nigga war cry
I was tryin' to stunt this a lit nigga tour guide
Ima keep it blunt, this a foreign bitch tour ride
Get you what you want, this a bad bitch store buy
Ballin' I'ma player, see a fine bitch court side
Yeah I had a court date, waking up before nine
Started off with nothing now I'm tryna make it world wide
Target practice bullseye, nah I ain't tryna die
Ima make it big on god why I gotta lie
Stole a couple bikes, at 17 I had my own ride
Geekin off the 3, Baby see we gotta soul tie
Baby you wit me, so don't be chossin' both sides
High school Indians, I tried to make it roll tide
G-17 I remember hearing hold mine
Shordy get to geekin outta town the weekend (Uh)
I just want to party fusing codeine-dreaming (On)
Posted on the block seen some dope feins leanin' (Off)
Pourin' up patron, yeah for no damn reason (Gone)
Brodie switched sides but he can't get even (No)
Hoes never ride, one night then she leavin' (Bro)
Tryna move on it's a whole new season (Though)
Usin' coupons so the whole fam eat (and Go)
Duffle bag, all cash yeah I'm with a bad bitch
Said she want a KD cooled in a baggage
Hustled all day to the night now I'm nappin'
F*ck her in the backseat, now we needin' napkins
Members in the studio everytime I'm rappin'
Tryin' to move smooth they had drugs in the backend
Tryin' to move cool I had money piles stackin'
Growing up a hot head, now I'm just relaxin'
Real nigga party, but you got to bring them racks in
Government be trippin' they be taking too much taxes
Yeah I see a pretty ghetto girl, tell her tap in
He say he never told, but I know that nigga cappin'
I was 16 tryna hustle I was braggin'
Louis V my belt so my pants never saggin'
Free Lor D all the youngins be draggin'
Safety, if I get to rock then I'm crackin' (At- You)
Bendin' and swervin' the cruddy coupe
Spending and serving you know how it do
Stick to the plan, and stay with the group
Baby you bad, but stay up on mute
Hit up the O it's shaped hoop
Fitted my clothes whenever move
She like a 10, but I'm playin cool
Alexander McQueen and designer my shoes
-I'm top 5 been the same since a lor guy
Baltimore not Calabasas, niggas hittin bullseyes
I was tryin' to hunt this a real nigga war cry
I was tryin' to stunt this a lit nigga tour guide
Ima keep it blunt this a foreign bitch tour ride
Get you what you want this a bad bitch store buy
Ballin' I'ma player, seen a fine bitch court side
Yeah I had a court date, waking up before nine
Yeah I'm hittin' targets like a bulleye aye
Know I'm hittin' targets like a-
Know I'm hittin' targets like a bullseye
Same since a lor guy, bullseye, real nigga war cry, lit nigga your guide (Yeah)
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Writer: Dominic Winn
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