Hitanigga
Hit a nigga with a side pocket like a quarterback or a pool player
Bitch I'm bulletproof like a new layer
Bitch I been a fool I'm a true player
Bet I keep a tool like I'm tumeraider
I'm like Marshawn with the new Raiders
Taste this and you taste that
That's a new flavor
Hunger games turn to hunting games
Tesla up and then doors open like butterflies
Test them don't test me I ain't them other guys
Muhfucka wanted play with me I had to act up I need another 9
In backseat of the Bentley truck with Ross nem getting hella high
Yung Cobra I'm the building known for murdering children
I fuck that hoe to the ceiling
Tell that hoe get out her feelings
Money and dope it'll heal her
Who keep it realer?
Spit like D7 the villain
That's my la good he'll hit ya
Mac 10 a split ya
After the flash get the picture
A lot of nigga they don't get the picture til the smitty hit em
When the smitty hit em they become a victim
If a witness see it ima come and get em
Lay a nigga on the floor hard like Sunny Liston
Ion even wan talk unless it's bout a money mission
I ain't even gone pay attention to these Kevin Hart's they some funny niggas
I be pulling up with like a hundred niggas I be wilding out cause I got hunger issues
Play with Yung Cobra you stupid
My niggas they aiming like Cupid
You don't want to do this
Ant beat a nigga throw me I chew it
Niggas wondering how I'm spitting so fluent
I ain't lying man they like how I do it (Woah)
Turn me up. We do not go with out burners tucked
Bitch I'm bulletproof like a new layer
Bitch I been a fool I'm a true player
Bet I keep a tool like I'm tumeraider
I'm like Marshawn with the new Raiders
Taste this and you taste that
That's a new flavor
Hunger games turn to hunting games
Tesla up and then doors open like butterflies
Test them don't test me I ain't them other guys
Muhfucka wanted play with me I had to act up I need another 9
In backseat of the Bentley truck with Ross nem getting hella high
Yung Cobra I'm the building known for murdering children
I fuck that hoe to the ceiling
Tell that hoe get out her feelings
Money and dope it'll heal her
Who keep it realer?
Spit like D7 the villain
That's my la good he'll hit ya
Mac 10 a split ya
After the flash get the picture
A lot of nigga they don't get the picture til the smitty hit em
When the smitty hit em they become a victim
If a witness see it ima come and get em
Lay a nigga on the floor hard like Sunny Liston
Ion even wan talk unless it's bout a money mission
I ain't even gone pay attention to these Kevin Hart's they some funny niggas
I be pulling up with like a hundred niggas I be wilding out cause I got hunger issues
Play with Yung Cobra you stupid
My niggas they aiming like Cupid
You don't want to do this
Ant beat a nigga throw me I chew it
Niggas wondering how I'm spitting so fluent
I ain't lying man they like how I do it (Woah)
Turn me up. We do not go with out burners tucked
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Writer(s): Cody Smith
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