Headshot

[Tekst til "Headshot" ft. Nafe Smallz] [Intro: Branco] Han har en burner by hans side To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side Forever we gon' slide [Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz] (Uh) One time for my niggas I lost I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow Running from them bullets havе you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah) Whеn the bullets come, you run out of luck Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us [Efter-omkvæd: Branco] Han har en burner by hans side To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side Forever we gon' slide [Vers: Branco] Den her er til min' brødre, der' væk Husk at kærlighed på gaden er mer' værd end nogen frygt Og husk, at alle smiler, når de ser den der check Men husk, at vi gør alt for vores ære og respekt, yeah [Bro: Branco] Youngin' på det corner, et move fra et headshot Eller et fra at være next up Bror, ikk' get next up [Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz] (Uh) One time for my niggas I lost I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow Running from them bullets have you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah) When the bullets come, you run out of luck Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us [Efter-omkvæd: Branco] Han har en burner by hans side To partnere ind' i bilen, we gon' ride På hvem end der prøver, viser jeg the knife Ja, det' stadig bare fuck the other side Forever we gon' slide [Bro: Branco] Youngin' på det corner, et move fra et headshot Eller et fra at være next up Bror, ikk' get next up [Omkvæd: Nafe Smallz] (Uh) One time for my niggas I lost I came straight up out the mud, I admit I was lost, yeah You ain't here with me, but I'm wishin' you was Ridin' dirty in the city, head full of these drugs Where I'm from, this shit's cray', yeah, feel I was slow Running from them bullets have you feelin' the rush (Yeah, yeah) When the bullets come, you run out of luck Now, if they talking money, then they mentionin' us (Let's go, let's go)