NAV & Lil Uzi Vert – Dead Shot Lyrics

NAV & Lil Uzi Vert – Dead Shot Lyrics

SONG- Dead Shot
ARTIST- NAV, Lil Uzi Vert
ALBUM- Dead Shot
Release Date- September 9, 2022

NAV & Lil Uzi Vert – “Dead Shot” (Official Audio)

Dead Shot Lyrics:

“Uzi hook”
Shoot out with vest but that boy he still caught a head
shot
Bro can shoot from down the street his nick name yea is dead shot
Bro just chased a opp until he’s legs stopped I just fucked his thought and I just hit her with that
leg lock

“Nav hook”
My chest hurt when I be toking cause Im smoking dead opps
He th
ink a shotta hit his top and knock his dreads off
And I got these perkys in my pocket like I’m tryna get these meds off
Me and lil Uzi stacking up so much Guap we’ll pay the feds off

“Uzi verse”
Every time I do something right they try to say I’m dead wrong
I can fuck your lil bitch in my whip I treat it like my bedroom
Pulled up in that coup no I didn’t have no head room
My niggas about that murder game I call it red rum

“Nav verse”
She let me hit in the car you know my backseat got some legroom
I just took half a pull from Pluto and I went to Neptune
When im lacking confidence my diamonds coming to the rescue
Got shooters that watch my back every time I sneeze they be like bless you

“Uzi verse”
Put a check right on your read no reason for me to check you
I got Cash on me like XO I don’t know what no lil check do
And he could sneeze up on his on but I still will not bless you
Walking on these beat and I ain’t even got no dress shoes

“Nav verse”
Way that your girl be topping me off I could tell she don’t respect you
Fucking her like a dog she at my house she watch my pets too
Just got a brand new Uzi I’m with Uzi and we got techs too
Lots of water on my neck and I can easily get you wet too

“Uzi hook”
Shoot out with vest but that boy he still caught a head shot
Bro can shoot from down the street his nick name yea is dead shot
Bro just chased a opp until he’s legs stopped I just fucked his thought and I just hit her with that
leg lock

“Nav hook”
My chest hurt when I be toking cause Im smoking dead opps
He think a shotta hit his top and knock his dreads off
And I got these perkys in my pocket like I’m tryna get these meds off
Me and lil Uzi stacking up so much Guap we’ll pay the feds off

“Uzi verse”
Stacking up this fucking paper to get to top you gone need a elevator
If you get to the top yea it come with a favor
If you get to the top yea it come with some haters
I was not good at school but I’m stacking the paper
Low land 1600 shit
Yea she give m
e brain that’s a scholarship
She don’t know my name but she love this dick
I’m too fucking rich
I might pop my shit
Every time I pop my collar yea it compliment the fit

“Nav verse”
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Skepta my Nikes I’m getting a check
Having this money is really a flex
1600 to the Rex
I know she fucking with all of the rappers as long as she tell me she love me the best
There ain’t no contest I’m getting my content
I love when she honest she giving me sex
Always use condoms got fend
i pajamas
Treat hoes like my problems I put them to bed
I’m getting moody I know she to boougie she don’t use a menu when she go to catch
I had to get all my habits in check had to go on a jet couldn’t walk up the steps
Go to the trap and put you to the test got birdies that fly far away from the nest

“Uzi hook”
Shoot out with vest but that boy he still caught a head shot
Bro can shoot from down the street his nick name yea is dead shot
Bro just chased a opp until he’s
legs stopped I just fucked his thought and I just hit her with that
leg lock