BULLSEYE!

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God & Chris King]

Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch

Yuh (Huh), woah (Huh)

Woah, haha, woah, woah, yuh (Water)

This is a perfect bedtime story (Huh, yeah)

Ain't read this to your sister at night

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Water), bitch!

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Headshots only, quick scope at his dreadlocks (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

Thought he grew a pimple, but he looking at the red dot (Woah, woah, woah)

Want the key to life? Fuck this look like, bitch, a TED Talk? (Woah, woah, yuh)

Bitch, I'm going crazy like a chicken with his head off (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy)

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy)

Fred Flintstone, make a motherfucker bed rock (Yeah, yeah, yeah, rock your bed)

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot (Yeah, yeah, haha, yeah)

Let the bodies hit the floor (Yuh, yeah, yeah)

Pennywise, it's time to float, bitch (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Bitch, I'm 'bout to switch it up and bury it, dig it up

You could even catch up to it if you're quick enough (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)

Scary, I don't copy, y'all stick 'em up (Yup, yup)

Rubbin' off on 'em like the bitty-bottom of a [?], huh-huh (Yup, yup, yup, yup)

Said I'm deep [?], so attack on a Titan, I make 'em, "Uh," freak bossin' 'em, huh-huh (Ayy)

Seen salad how I'm tossin' 'em, good with the handles from Lamborghini, Randy Mossin' 'em (Yuh, yuh)

Dinosaur chicken nugget, she gon' play with my meat (She gon' play with my)

Slice made a bitcoin type beat (She gon' play with my)

Snapple cap like the middle of the teeth (Hahaha)

Compare the talent and gap between you and me (Yeah)

Learnin' niggas

Matter fact, bitch, I'm verbin' niggas

Takin' action, I'm burnin' niggas

With the napalm and the AR, bitch, yuh

[Interlude: Ski Mask the Slump God & Chris King]

Headshot, headshot

[Mumbling] a big shot

I hit a flip and a bip and I make a shot

[Mumbling] headshot

Headshot, headshot

[Mumbling] the lead rock

[Mumbling] yeah (Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch)

That shit is damn crazy (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Chris King]

Switching it up, like Ski with a controller

I body every beat, now sending my condolences

Five percent tint, duckin' low from police, yeah

Trap house, like a candy shop, no Olivia (Trap)

Racked out, tell the boys with racks (Rack)

Mashup, she never fucked in a Bentley truck

Cash count, I'm getting money for what? Seriously, yeah

[?] and I bussin', like, what is practice? (Yeah)

I just spilled the lean while I'm two-stepping, I'm Dirty Dancin' (Yeah)

Push the white and I feel like I'm Johnny Mensah (Yeah)

I fuck your bitch in Bottega sandals (Yeah)

I'm done with playing it nice (Yeah)

The demons comin' out at night (Yeah)

Keep leg, keep pipe, I'ma hit the bullseye, ha

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Headshots only, quick scope at his dreadlocks (Yuh, yuh)

Thought he grew a pimple, but he looking at the red dot (Woah, woah, woah)

Want the key to life? Fuck this look like, bitch, a TED Talk? (Woah, woah, yuh, yuh)

Bitch, I'm going crazy, like a chicken with his head off (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy)

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy)

Fred Flintstone, make a motherfucker bed rock (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Headshot, headshot, headshot, headshot (Yeah, yeah, haha, yeah)

Let the bodies hit the floor (Yuh)

Pennywise, it's time to float, bitch (Okay)

[Outro]

Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch