Shotta Flow 2

Hitman, niggas call me the hitman
Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand
She blowin me like a quick fan
Hitman, niggas call me the hitman

Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand
She blowin me like a quick fan
These niggas know i got it
Hatin for no reason

But they ain't really bout it
Lucky charm on my neck
I never leave without it
Thinkin i'ma lose in rap

You niggas really wildin
Move my momma to the island
Gotta keep grindin
So i chill on the islands

Come through yo city
But you niggas always hidin
I'ma stack the cake
And keep the money pilin

Lava shit, bitch, i'm very hot
Hit you with that double barrel
Make ya fuckin heart pop
Dead beats, let 'em rot

Make yo fuckin vessel clot
Fuck ya bitch at my spot
Send her home, pussy drop
I'ma keep winnin

I'ma rap forever
Let that shit sink in
Party all night
Party every weekend

Party all night
Party every weekend
Hitman, niggas call me the hitman
Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand

She blowin me like a quick fan
Hitman, niggas call me the hitman
Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand
She blowin me like a quick fan

Hitman, niggas call me the hitman
Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand
She blowin me like a quick fan
Hitman, niggas call me the hitman

Drop yo ass where yo bitch stand
She blowin me like a quick fan



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