Raz Fresco – Bullseye

Raz Fresco – Bullseye Lyrics

Artist: Raz Fresco
Song: Bullseye

My raps violate, fire face
My desire great, inspire hate
Acquire the entire cake
My great quote Scarface

Paste and fly straight, fly baked
I’m super, might design a cape
Arrive late, make the waist and body gyrate
Nothing ordinary require a Maya face

Ain’t trying to date, get a taste like Tyga say
Grab by the waist, bada-bing bada-boom skate
Dire straits, mind corrupted like united states
Crooked n#gg#s fire straight then annihilate

You don’t want no smoke like you tryna vape
GPS find your place and admire greats
Why debate, this is truth you a lying fake
I’m in the booth kids be like I spy a {?}

Cocaine shake, make the eyes dilate
Ima die a great, buy a lake then supply the wave
You aspire for fame, you lame in the minor game
I ain’t got the time of day to talk with you (f#ck outta here)

I’m young ice cube, like cube tryna find a way
DJ Khaled with hoes how I compilate
God Cypher Divine; ima dominate
Your b#tch got a Chewbacca face

Live up to my name like Baka say
Never used to listen to what mama say
So homicide like Michael J
What you tryna be some type of Drake

Or a fake hustler, you ain’t ever seen a brick of yay
International fame since I rocked the tommy international games
I’m a lion baby peep the mane
Lets get it poppin like kernels in the microwave

26 dynasties, a Khemet lodged in the brain
With the jane doe, i’m marinated by the mary jane
Way before Tidal, my flow been a tidal wave n#gg#
Bout time that they hired the god for the job

16 bars, i’ll wire your jaws
I mashed out posses, bring your firing squad
Supreme being n#gg#, ain’t nobody higher than god
I admire the Mosque, leave you where the iron is tossed

Get jacked for that chain you been dying to floss
I am the boss, you singing like Diana ross
And leave you stretched on the floor like you died on the cross
Might get my hands dirty if crime is involved

Taking trips back home, n#gg# tryna evolve
Even in the summer I bring this {?}
You know the protocol, brisk keep a hoe to call
Polo fleeces, got em for my nieces and nephews

Your favorite uncle never could say no to y’all
I might pull up in the Aston fast, stash and dash
Never been strapped for cash
Got big dreams living in these bars of 16s

It don’t work? I still got the first and 15th
Brisk in the house like I never left the crib
Devil tryna act like I was never meant to live
Shut your pie-hole, wonder why these rappers don’t die more

I write like Malachi York, y’all some cyborgs
I got polo sport, spell it on my shorts
Something different, n#gg#s only dripping cause they snort
I rode the pale horse, been flyer than air force

Therefore; n#gg#s couldn’t see me at the airport
I declare war, you wonder why I wear my polo bare more
Only my loved ones I care for
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From the album:
Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction [Explicit]
Release Year: 2019