Hit Em Up
We got glocks and they got drums I catch a opp he better run
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
I catch a shh I up it hit 'em we sent that fuck boy to the spital
We giving shots ain't talking liquor slide with yo friends they dying with you
He soft as fuck just like a pillow I up it bust it god be with em
He play he get ate like a skittles aye g lock 19 it got rhythm
Na g lock 45 it hit no lie I'm smoking shh aye damn I'm so high
Eat that dick up like some hot fries we send you up there to the dead guys
I catch em hit 'em damn the lead hot
I crossed em hit em with a shamgod chase down gang I bet I catch 'em
I caught em up it bet I stretch em 40 hit just like a wrestler
I been had hoes like I was Hefner we left em down aye get a stretcher
Aye bullets hit they ripping vessels aye g lock scream like heavy metal
Go grab the Glock go grab the shh
We got glocks and they got drums I catch a opp he better run
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
I'm on that block just like I'm shaq that fuck boy never caught a hat
We doing hit up out the scat I hop out tryna leave him flat
Aye she gone fuck just cause I rap but after that I send her back
Got 30 shots up in this chop you run up bitch you catching that
Aye glizzy melt em candle wax that boy a snitch he been a rat
I'm ona link where killas that boy he bitch he not a threat
That nigga gone won't get 'em back he ina wind na he a pack
Aye we got za we servin that I catch a opp I'm burning that
Hell na Zdot let em live hell na fuck that shoot to kill
We mask up load up time to drill I pop a opp just like a pill
My Glock got hallows and it's filled I catch a opp he getting peeled
Glock gone bust I shoot foreal aye he went down just like a hill
We got glocks and they got drums I catch a opp he better run
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
I catch a shh I up it hit 'em we sent that fuck boy to the spital
We giving shots ain't talking liquor slide with yo friends they dying with you
He soft as fuck just like a pillow I up it bust it god be with em
He play he get ate like a skittles aye g lock 19 it got rhythm
Na g lock 45 it hit no lie I'm smoking shh aye damn I'm so high
Eat that dick up like some hot fries we send you up there to the dead guys
I catch em hit 'em damn the lead hot
I crossed em hit em with a shamgod chase down gang I bet I catch 'em
I caught em up it bet I stretch em 40 hit just like a wrestler
I been had hoes like I was Hefner we left em down aye get a stretcher
Aye bullets hit they ripping vessels aye g lock scream like heavy metal
Go grab the Glock go grab the shh
We got glocks and they got drums I catch a opp he better run
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
I'm on that block just like I'm shaq that fuck boy never caught a hat
We doing hit up out the scat I hop out tryna leave him flat
Aye she gone fuck just cause I rap but after that I send her back
Got 30 shots up in this chop you run up bitch you catching that
Aye glizzy melt em candle wax that boy a snitch he been a rat
I'm ona link where killas that boy he bitch he not a threat
That nigga gone won't get 'em back he ina wind na he a pack
Aye we got za we servin that I catch a opp I'm burning that
Hell na Zdot let em live hell na fuck that shoot to kill
We mask up load up time to drill I pop a opp just like a pill
My Glock got hallows and it's filled I catch a opp he getting peeled
Glock gone bust I shoot foreal aye he went down just like a hill
We got glocks and they got drums I catch a opp he better run
I'm ina field it ain't for fun aye glock 19 my favorite gun
My pockets big ain't talking punn he broke as fuck ain't got no funds
That boy a lick ain't got no gun I run down since he trollin us
Aye g lock hit 'em fold em up I guess he think he bold or sum
Don't run just know I got the pump do him like Ricky now he stuck
I catch a opp I see em bust aye now I'm up she wanna fuck
I catch em Tupac hit 'em up na catch em hit em pick em up
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Writer(s): Zaquarius Parker
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