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Dead Shot Lyrics - NAV & Lil Uzi Vert


Dead Shot

Dead Shot Is A Song By NAV & Lil Uzi Vert. Dead Shot Lyrics Are Penned By NAV, Lil Uzi Vert, Cash (XO) & Pro Logic While Music Is Produced By Pro Logic. Official Music Video Is Released On NAV Official Channel.

Dead Shot Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Let’s go (Let’s go)



Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)

Bro can’t shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is “Dead Shot” (Oh-oh)

Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop

I just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)



My chest hurtin’ when I be tokin’ ’cause I’m smokin’ dead opps

He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off

And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I’m tryna get these meds off

Me and Lil Uzi stackin’ up so much guap, we’ll pay the feds off



 



 



Evеry time I do somethin’ right, they try to say I’m dеad wrong

I could fuck your lil’ bitch in my whip, I treat it like my bedroom

Pulled up in a coupe, no, I didn’t have no headroom

My niggas about that murder gang, I call it red room

She let me hit in the car, you know that backseat got some leg room

I just took half a pill from Pluto, and I went to Neptune

When I’m lackin’ confidence, my diamonds comin’ to the rescue

Got shooters that watch my back, every time I sneeze, they be like, “Bless you” (Bow)

Put a check right on your head, no reason for me just to check you

Got cash on me like XO, I don’t know what no lil’ check do

And he could sneeze up on his song, but I still would not bless you

Walkin’ on this beat and I ain’t even got no dress shoes

The way that your girl be toppin’ me off, I could tell she don’t respect you

Fuckin’ 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 TECs too

Lots of water on my neck and I could easily get you wet too (Let’s go)



Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)

Bro can’t shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is “Dead Shot” (Oh-oh)

Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop

I just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)



My chest hurtin’ when I be tokin’ ’cause I’m smokin’ dead opps (Opps)

He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off

And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I’m tryna get these meds off

Me and Lil Uzi stackin’ up so much guap, we’ll pay the—



 



 



Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it

Stackin’ up this fuckin’ paper, to get to the top, you gon’ need elevator

If you get to the top, yeah, come with the fade, if you get to the top, yeah, come with some haters

I was not good in school, but I’m stackin’ the paper

Low land, 1600 shit

Yeah, she give me brain, that’s a scholarship

She don’t know my name, but she love this dick

I’m too fuckin’ rich, I might pop my shit

Every time I pop my collar, yeah, it complement the fit



Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, stepped on my Nikes, I’m gettin’ a check

Havin’ this money is really a flex, 1600 to the Rex’, yeah

I know she fuckin’ with all of the rappers, but long as you tell me she love me the best

There ain’t no contest, I’m gettin’ my content, I love when she on it, she givin’ me sex

Always use commas, got Fendi pajamas, treat hoes like my problems, I put ’em to bed

I’m gettin’ moody, I know she too bougie, she don’t use a manual when she go to kitch’

I gotta get on my habits and check, had to go to the jet, couldn’t walk up the steps

Go to the trap, I feel used to the Tes’, I got birdies that fly far away from the nest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go)



Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Yeah, oh)

Bro can’t shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is “Dead Shot” (Yeah, oh, woah)

Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop (What? What?)

I just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah)



Dead Shot Song Information

Song Name NAV & Lil Uzi Vert
Film/Album Demons Protected By Angels
Language English
Singer NAV & Lil Uzi Vert
Lyrics ByNAV, Lil Uzi Vert, Cash (XO) & Pro Logic
Composer Not Known
Produce By Pro Logic
Genre Rap
Release Date September 9, 2022

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