DeadShot

Dead Shot (Explicit) - NAV/Lil Uzi Vert

Lyrics by：Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/Amir Esmailian

Composed by：Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/Amir Esmailian

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Ayy ayy ayy

Let's go

Let's go

Shootout with a vest but that boy he still caught a headshot

Oh oh

Bro can't shoot from down the street his nickname yeah is Dead Shot

Oh oh

Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop

I just ****** his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock yeah

Oh oh oh oh oh

My chest hurtin' when I be tokin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps

He think he a shotta hit his top and take his dreads off

And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off

Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap we'll pay the feds off

Every time I do somethin' right they try to say I'm dead wrong

I could **** your lil' ***** in my whip I treat it like my bedroom

Pulled up in a coupe no I didn't have no headroom

My ****** about that murder gang I call it red room

She let me hit in the car you know that backseat got some leg room

I just took half a pill from Pluto and I went to Neptune

When I'm lackin' confidence my diamonds comin' to the rescue

Got shooters that watch my back every time I sneeze they be like Bless you

Bow

Put a check right on your head no reason for me just to check you

Got cash on me like XO I don't know what no lil' check do

And he could sneeze up on his song but I still would not bless you

Walkin' on this beat and I ain't even got no dress shoes

The way that your girl be toppin' me off

I could tell she don't respect you

******* her like a dog she at my house she watch my pets too

Just got a brand new uzi I'm with Uzi and we got TECs too

Lots of water on my neck and I could easily get you wet too

Let's go

Shootout with a vest but that boy he still caught a headshot

Oh oh

Bro can't shoot from down the street his nickname yeah is Dead Shot

Oh oh

Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop

I just ****** his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock yeah

Yeah oh oh oh

My chest hurtin' when I be tokin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps

Opps

He think he a shotta hit his top and take his dreads off

And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off

Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap we'll pay the

Stack it up stack it up stack it up

Stack it up stack it up stack it up

Stack it up stack it

Stackin' up this ******* paper to get to the top

You gon' need elevator

If you get to the top yeah come with the fade

If you get to the top yeah come with some haters

I was not good in school but I'm stackin' the paper

Low land 1600 ****