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hrtwll - Target Lyrics



hrtwll - Target Lyrics




Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)

I don't miss targets, I just only hit them.
I only kill beats, do I count as killer?
Stop you saying you expert, when you a beginner.
I'm eating this beat up for breakfast and dinner.
For breakfast and dinner and lunch.
F*ck an ice spice, you still a munch.
You a fruity nigga like a punch.
You can't even soak up my drip with a sponge.

There's flies in your wallet, you need pesticide.
Your music a toilet, its just shit inside.
My music is clean, I put the shit aside.
I'm killing this album, its a genocide.
Imma make a whole new genre.
You snaky nigga, anaconda.
You a tiny nigga like Tonga.
My shits forever, Wakanda.

Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)

Half nigga, half ritz and half stacker because I'm always giving 150%.
I'm spending all of my damn minutes on this shit it, but it seems like y'all niggas never content.
Niggas on my dick and they talkin nonsense.
Niggas on my dick, man I cannot prevent.
I gave y'all chance to go do something else, but that opportunity came and went.

This shit ain't Nirvana, we don't do that grunge.
But when I'm in heaven you know I'll have won.
You say yo shit fire, well I'll be the judge.
Your career like twin towers in 2001.
My career like the CN tower right now.
Goddamn I'm so drippy I'm finn' need a towel.
I'm greeting the paper, I'm talkin nǐ hǎo.
But I'm leavin' y'all niggas so I'm sayin ciao, okay.

Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)
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Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)

I don't miss targets, I just only hit them.
I only kill beats, do I count as killer?
Stop you saying you expert, when you a beginner.
I'm eating this beat up for breakfast and dinner.
For breakfast and dinner and lunch.
F*ck an ice spice, you still a munch.
You a fruity nigga like a punch.
You can't even soak up my drip with a sponge.

There's flies in your wallet, you need pesticide.
Your music a toilet, its just shit inside.
My music is clean, I put the shit aside.
I'm killing this album, its a genocide.
Imma make a whole new genre.
You snaky nigga, anaconda.
You a tiny nigga like Tonga.
My shits forever, Wakanda.

Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)

Half nigga, half ritz and half stacker because I'm always giving 150%.
I'm spending all of my damn minutes on this shit it, but it seems like y'all niggas never content.
Niggas on my dick and they talkin nonsense.
Niggas on my dick, man I cannot prevent.
I gave y'all chance to go do something else, but that opportunity came and went.

This shit ain't Nirvana, we don't do that grunge.
But when I'm in heaven you know I'll have won.
You say yo shit fire, well I'll be the judge.
Your career like twin towers in 2001.
My career like the CN tower right now.
Goddamn I'm so drippy I'm finn' need a towel.
I'm greeting the paper, I'm talkin nǐ hǎo.
But I'm leavin' y'all niggas so I'm sayin ciao, okay.

Who is your favourite rapper's favourite rapper, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which nigga ballin' like a Raptor, yeah, uh huh, me.
Yeah, which nigga is a money stacker, yeah, uh huh, me.
Which one of y'all niggas half cracker, uh huh, me.
Yeah!
Half cracker. (cracker!)
Half nigga, half ritz, half stacker. (bank!)
You're gonna fall off like Biden. (bike!)
Down the stairs like Thatcher. (that's true!)
Down the stairs like Margaret. (we get it.)
You on the floor like a carpet. (rug!)
I set a goal, I'm a hit that shit. (pew!)
I don't miss my targets. (Woah!)
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Writer: Nash Ntawiha
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