Target

[Intro] Eee-oooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh! Uh uh Daytrip took it to 10, hey! [Chorus] Uh, I was cruising in a 6-4 with all of my hoes Two niggas with a pistol that's ready to go New bitch named Crystal, steady to blow My team way too official, with Chevys and Rolls [Verse] Seen the red and blue lights, and I got pulled over Redneck-ass cop asked me was I sober I said, "Hell nah nigga, stupid question to ask I got a half pound of weed in the messenger bag" But I couldn’t tell 'em that, I was wantin' to laugh That's the number one rule, don’t be flauntin' your pack And stop asking all these questions, now I'm tauntin' yo ass And, if you want to search my car, you need a warrant for that As soon as I said that stupid shit, my gun had slipped into his grip My nigga, I plead the fifth, not needing this, man, I gotta dip He said "what in tarnation," hit the gas, I'm car racing Plus I'm high in the sky, gas got me stargazin' So here's a little advice, mix sugar n’ spice, and you can get nice Free my nigga T-Mac, that shit is so whack, they tryna indict I just paid off all my debt, I'm gettin' them checks, it's changin' my life I need a little respect, just copped a Patek, just look at my ice So he ran up, "put yo hands up", you in handcuffs You done lost your motherfuckin' head like you got dandruff Woman lie, a nigga lie, fuck the cell, that shit is dry "Why you pull me over doing 60 in a 55?" All y'all was suspects, you knew that holmes Five niggas in the car, and y'all got durags on Plus y'all bumpin' all the really loud new rap songs That's three fuckin' strikes, I wanna go back home How the fuck my strap slip, I be grounded and tight He said, "boys it look like y'all at the County tonight And the canines comin', you can stop with the jokes And while y'all in there tonight, don't be droppin' the soap" [Bridge] I know that you hate me, I know that you jealous I know that you crazy, hiding behind an umbrella Man I know I'm a target, shit I know I’m a threat And I know y'all tryna stop me, 'cause you know I'm up next, nigga [Chorus] I was cruising in a 6-4 with all of my hoes Two niggas with a pistol that’s ready to go New bitch named Crystal, steady to blow My team way too official, with Chevys and Rolls [Outro] Daytrip took it to ten, hey!