"Precision" lyrics
"Precision"
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Hittin' her spot like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
I gotta get it, man, shoutout I hit it, I'm fully committed like, aye
I studied the target, I'm never gon' miss it, I call that precision, like, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Grandma was in the A, Auntie was in the A, Momma had Triple-A
I wasn't scared to crash anyone in the way
I'm riding shotty while bro had a shotty, like we in the getaway
I gotta penetrate, I gotta generate
I gave like twenty-somethin' years to my hood, now I gotta go live a way
I'm out of town but I'm not on a getaway
I spend a giveaway
Fuck you mean? I'm the generous king for real
I fuck her to sleep then I light up the street, got her screaming like Billie Jean for real
I'm from the M, I got M's in my bank and M's in all my streams for real
Feeling like Phil, they be living like Carlton if I leave 'em in the will
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Hittin' her spot like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
I gotta get it, man, shoutout I hit it, I'm fully committed like, aye
I studied the target, I'm never gon' miss it, I call that precision, like, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Baby, I'm loving the taste
I think I'm ready for kids
She said, well then, stop tryna cum in her face
Hm, that makes sense
I'm going up past L.A. rent
I'm going off, no failsafe switch
Yeah, me and my team go back like plastic cup boys on some tailgate shit
Okay, ho, look
All eyes on me, ho, I feel like I'm Truman
Know we finna win it 'cause I'm 'bout to lose it
I don't give a fuck what computers is 'puting
I go off of feel, no hesi', just shoot it
I'd die for my team, I'm the coach, I'm recruiting
I'm spending my time and I'm saving the day, ho, I feel like a mutant
I'm built like a student, I'm feeling bilingual 'cause I'm in Nigeria
Rocking a Cuban, smoking on Cubans
My life is a highlight reel that keep on looping
You can't just tell me shit, ho, you gotta prove it
These niggas stealing, they first name is Lupin
I'm hitting hard than a bitch, hayouken
They sending shots but somehow I just juke it
Hitting my dance muhfucka, I'm B-I-G, you know I can't forget that I do it
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Hittin' her spot like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
I gotta get it, man, shoutout I hit it, I'm fully committed like, aye
I studied the target, I'm never gon' miss it, I call that precision, like, aye
Shooting my shot like, pew-pew, aye
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, aye
Finger on the trigger like
Pew-pew-pew-pew, aye, aye, aye, aye
Writer(s): Donald Maurice Ii Pears, Terius Adamu Ya Gesteelde-diamant, Paul D. Beauregard, Travis Walton, Darnell Lorenzo Carlton, Michael John Mule, Aaron Booe, Willie Hutch, Zacari Moses Pacaldo, Eric A. Bellinger, Sean Michael Anderson, Isaac De Boni, Markus Alandrus Randle, Jordan Michael Houston, Jordan T. Ortiz
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album:
"Better Me Than You" (2024)
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