What’s a bulletproof vest if I send off head shots?

Ain’t no ‘S’ up on my chest, I play the Bad guy

Green Goblin, but I’m shooting with the red eye

Yo Team mobbin? Call a retreat fore yo man die

Amanda

Im the man, yea boy I’m all that

Don’t need no cheese, I point a gun I bet yo dog rat

Burberry sleeves, I fucked around and gave the mall racks

C-Call back

That’s what he sent me but I let it ring

Don’t eat his veggies, and I need carrots for my wedding ring

Know that he cute, know how to talk, but what that nigga bring?

Huh? What?..

Nigga, not a thing

Him and his homies think it’s fashion

When they wear the vest

But when my homies come through smashing

We don’t aim for chests

‘Cause what’s a bulletproof vest if we send off head shots?

What’s a bulletproof vest if I send off head shots?

Ain’t no ‘S’ up on my chest, I play the Bad guy

Green Goblin, but I’m shooting with the red eye

Yo Team mobbin? Call a retreat fore yo man die

Abort mission, fall back you ain’t gone win this war!

Baby all my shit go crazy, they streaming in a ward

That nigga forming an attachment, imma cut the cord

My bitch gone push the latest whips, yo bm in a Ford!

What’s a couple hunnid dollars to a millionaire?!

What’s the use in faking love if there’s no feelings there?

What’s the point in telling lies? We both know that ain’t true

What’s the reason for the facade? We both know that ain’t you

It’s Mizzle Mac I do my dance, made homie do his too

Right through the vest, stomach and chest, he wore it for the view

Whew!

What’s a bulletproof vest if I send off head shots?

Ain’t no ‘S’ up on my chest, I play the Bad guy

Green Goblin, but I’m shooting with the red eye

Yo Team mobbin? Call a retreat fore yo man die