Perfect Aim lyrics

[intro]
Alright, alright, yup (captaincrunch presents)
Yup
You know (b*tch)
Uh
(Zoom, zoom, zoom)
Ayy

[Chorus]
If you said it's smoke, you can’t put out the flame
Bro ain't been just since he been in the gang
All this ice on me, you would think I'm a stain
Run up on me, I’ma blow out your brain
Ask change for a twenty, twenty ain't nothin' but change
Shooting up close, got perfect aim (Brrt)
b*tch on my di*k, think she chasing fame
Got in this b*tch and I changed the game
In this fast-ass car, I'm changing lanes (I'm gone)
Whatever I do, people doin' the same
Boy, you is not me, we don't shoot it the same
I was taught get close and aim at a brain
n*ggas be gay, they be chasin' the fame
Shе think she my b*tch ’cause she rockin’ my chain (Damn)
I'vе been clappin’ n*ggas down, now I'm tryna get paid (Damn)
Going broke don't even cross my brain
[Verse]
Free-ass AP, he a stain
Seven that b*tch, we the gang
Shot his ass in his chest, he don't breathe the same
I came in icy, I’ma leave the same
b*tches all on our di*k when we hit the scene
She want me to cuff, I'm like, "What you mean?" (What the f*ck?)
Young n*gga gettin' money and I'm chasing my dream
Ain't a ball hog, I'll pass the b*tch to my team (You can have her)
Stackin' money, sh*t tall just like Yao Ming
b*tch said that she love me, I'm like, "Why you leave?"
The b*tch on my di*k, I'm like, "Let me breathe"
Four-nick' got kick, I'll let it squeeze (Grrt)
n*ggas talkin' that sh*t, not on a thing
She ask do I love her, I'm like, "What you mean?"
On the road to the riches and finer things (Yeah)
What the f*ck do you mean? These designer jeans

[Chorus]
If you said it's smoke, you can't put out the flame (What the f*ck you mean?)
Bro ain't been just since he been in the gang
All this ice on me, you would think I'm a stain
Run up on me, I'ma blow out your brain
Ask change for a twenty, twenty ain't nothin' but change
Shooting up close, got perfect aim (Brrt)
b*tch on my di*k, think she chasing fame
Got in this b*tch and I changed the game
In this fast-ass car, I'm changing lanes (I'm gone)
Whatever I do, people doin' the same
Boy, you is not me, we don't shoot it the same
I was taught get close and aim at a brain
n*ggas be gay, they be chasin' the fame
She think she my b*tch 'cause she rockin' my chain (Damn)
I've been clappin' n*ggas down, now I'm tryna get paid (Damn)
Going broke don't even cross my brain