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[Intro]
Balling on these niggas
Woo, yeah, I might– , woah, yeah
I'm straight balling on these niggas
Ayy, yeah, I might–, woah

[Chorus]
Aim for your head top
I make them dead drop, gone like Houdini
Can't see me, but that red dot
That Lamborghini, suicide doors
Color red hot, red hot
Head shot then hop up on that red eye

[Verse]
See where I'm at, pockets on fat
The money attached, never relaxed
Know they fiending for that dope shit
Like I'm serving niggas, pushing packs
What we throwing? Racks on racks
Where we moving? Off the map
Snakes in the grass, running laps till I outlast
That's why I stay off the radar, avoid all the chaos
Unless you applying pressure, want smoke then better catch up
J - Juki in my dresser, that's how I'm getting fresher
Bossed up and changed the weather, looked in the mirror
Told myself I'll never change for them, 'bout make it rain on them
They praying on my downfall, but I'mma pray for them
I make a call to run some plays, just to escape from them
Always reaching out, but got no range on them

[Chorus]
Aim for your head top
I make them dead drop, gone like Houdini
Can't see me, but that red dot
That Lamborghini, suicide doors
Color red hot, red hot
Head shot then hop up on that red eye
Aim for your head top
I make them dead drop, gone like Houdini
Can't see me, but that red dot
That Lamborghini, suicide doors
Color red hot, red hot
Head shot then hop up on that red eye

[Outro]
I'm straight balling on these niggas
Ayy, woo, yeah, yeah, I might– , woah
I'm straight balling on these niggas
Ayy, I might–, that Lamborghini!

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