Brodinski - No Target lyrics

[Intro] Ya, ya 21, 21, 21 Ya, ya, ya, ya [Hook] I got dope fiends and task force knockin' When you get more money then you get more problems If this rap don't work then I'ma start back robbin' It's a couple n***as up but the streets still starvin' How the f** is you a shooter, you ain't hit no target b**h I'm 21 Savage and I do not argue n***as always in they feelin's cause they soft like Charmin But I'm screamin' f** feelin's n***a where's my condom [Verse 1] Ain't no incidental Sticks inside the rental Slide the door back Shoot you out this rental I don't need a shooter Savage, he'll shoot ya Smokin' on a Cuban But I still eat noodles VVS's, wow-wow b**h I let you wow-wow That Tec'll bless ya, wow 21, pew-pew-pew, blaow I finesse'd him, how? It was easy, how? He pulled up to the house I ran off, made him pout, 21 Her booty nice and fat I put the team on that Put a beam on that Slaughter Gang, we screamin' that I do magic tricks, turn 1 to 2 cat in the hat You with that sneaky sh**, you might get one put in your hat [Hook] I got dope fiends and task force knockin' When you get more money then you get more problems If this rap don't work then I'ma start back robbin' It's a couple n***as up but the streets still starvin' How the f** is you a shooter, you ain't hit no target b**h I'm 21 Savage and I do not argue n***as always in they feelin's cause they soft like Charmin But I'm screamin' f** feelin's n***a where's my condom [Break] 21, 21, 21, 21 21, 21, 21, 21 21, 21, 21, 21 21, 21, 21, 21 [Verse 2] I had to let that motherf**er breathe When I'm up this motherf**er leave If I'm up this motherf**er I squeeze If she at my spot she on her knees b**h I like to count a lot of cheese And b**h I like to smoke a lot of weed I had a perc for this, so don't play with this You might get sprayed bout this, 21 [Hook] I got dope fiends and task force knockin' When you get more money then you get more problems If this rap don't work then I'ma start back robbin' It's a couple n***as up but the streets still starvin' How the f** is you a shooter, you ain't hit no target b**h I'm 21 Savage and I do not argue n***as always in they feelin's cause they soft like Charmin But I'm screamin' f** feelin's n***a where's my condom