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!