Big Sean Shoots to Kill with Blistering New Single Precision

The Return of a Detroit Titan

After a period of relative quiet following the release of his critically acclaimed “Detroit 2” in 2020, Big Sean is back on the music scene with a new single that’s setting the internet ablaze. Precision is not only a catchy track; it’s a statement. Coming off the heels of his “Anderson Estate Freestyle,” which itself garnered significant attention for its sharp bars over a J Dilla beat, Sean is back to remind us of his unparalleled skill in the rap game.

Bulletproof Lyricism

Big Sean has never sounded more dialled in than on his latest single, Precision. Over an upbeat soul sample punctuated by sniper sound effects, the Detroit rapper flaunts his signature confidence and skills with a rapid-fire flow. “I studied the target. I’m never gonna miss it. I call that precision!” he boasts on the hook.

The lyrics are loaded with Sean’s wittiest and most quotable bars to date. He spits slick braggadocio like “I’m from the M, I got Ms in the bank and Ms in all my streams for real” and “Feelin’ like Phil, they’ll be livin’ like Carlton if I leave ’em in the will.” His technical dexterity is also on full display, rapidly alternating from a measured cadence to furious triple-time flows.

Motor City Motivation

Precision serves as a high-powered opening salvo for Sean’s current creative run. In a revealing vlog, “Clarity,” he pulls back the curtain on recording sessions and the mindset driving this new material. “I wish you the clarity that sparks the blueprint to create the life you love, no matter what,” he states, making it clear this isn’t just about dropping hits.

The intentionality behind Precision is palpable. Every bar feels precisely aimed, with Sean locking onto targets thematically and lyrically with laser focus. From opening salvos about the grind of coming up in Detroit to risque romantic bars, the verses create a clear portrait of Sean’s headspace and hunger.

G.O.A.T. Aspirations

For an artist hitting his stride again after a decade in the game, Precision displays the type of energy and urgency that could only come from someone playing for the highest stakes. Sean’s performance crackles with the intensity of someone determined to secure his legacy among the greatest rappers of all time.

The blistering raps show he hasn’t lost a step technically while adding a veteran’s icy confidence. And with sharp one-liners about being “the generous king” and “I’d die for my team; I’m the coach; I’m recruitin’,” it’s clear Sean sees himself as a leader for the next generation of rappers and trendsetter in the culture.

Expect Precision to be just the opening shot in a full-scale offensive from Big Sean to claim his spot at the very top of the rap game. If this first missile is any indication, he’s locked loaded and aiming for the bullseye.

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Big Sean Precision Lyrics

Intro
(Hey)
Boi, boi (Hey)
Trill fuck with real, nigga
Hey

Chorus
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hittin’ her spot like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
I gotta get it, man, shout out, I hit it, I’m fully committed like ayy (Mm)
I studied the target, I’m never gon’ miss it, I call that precision like ayy (Ayy)
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy

Verse 1
Grandma was in the A, aunty was in the A, and momma had Triple-A
I wasn’t scared to crash anyone in the way
I’m ridin’ shotty while bro had a shoty (Swear) like we in the getaway
I gotta penetrate, I gotta generate, I gave like twenty some years to my hood, now I gotta go live away
I’m out of town but I’m not on the getaway, I spend a giveaway
Fuck you mean? I’m the generous king for real
I fuck her to sleep then I light up the street, got her screamin’ like Billie Jean for real (Woah, woah)
I’m from the M, I got Ms in the bank and Ms in all my streams for real
Feelin’ like Phil, they’ll be livin’ like Carlton if I leave ’em in the will

Chorus
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hittin’ her spot like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
I gotta get it, man, shout out, I hit it, I’m fully committed like ayy (Mm)
I studied the target, I’m never gon’ miss it, I call that precision like ayy (Ayy)
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy

Verse 2
Baby, I’m lovin’ the taste, I think I’m ready for kids
She said, well, then stop tryna cum in her face
Mm, that make sense
I’m goin’ up, past L.A. rent, I’m goin’ off, no failsafe switch
Yeah, me and my team go back like plastic cup boys on some tailgate shit, okay, ho, look
All eyes on me, ho, I feel like I’m Truman, and we finna win it ’cause I’m ’bout to lose it
I don’t give a fuck what computers is ‘puting, I go off of feel, no hesi just shoot it (Shoot)
I’d die for my team, I’m the coach, I’m recruitin’ (Woo)
I’m spendin’ my time and I’m savin’ the day, ho, I feel a mutant, I built like a student
I’m feelin’ bilingual ’cause I’m in Nigeria
Rockin’ the Cubans, smokin’ on Cubans
My life was a highlight reel that keep on loopin’
You can’t just tell me shit, ho, you gotta prove it (Boi)
These niggas stealin’, they first name is Lupin (Boi)
I’m hittin’ hard than a bitch, Hadouken
They sendin’ shots but somehow I just juke it (Woo)
Hittin’ my dance, muhfucka, I’m B-I-G, you know I can’t forget that I do it (Do it)

Chorus
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hittin’ her spot like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy
I gotta get it, man, shout out, I hit it (Yeah), I’m fully committed like ayy (Mm, okay)
I studied the target, I’m never gon’ miss it, I call that precision like ayy (Ayy, okay)
Shootin’ my shot like, pew-pew, ayy
Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy
Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ayy, ayy, ayy