Hittin (feat. T-Rell)

Its like
Its so much shit I could say
But how can you say the shit
When its self explanatory
The shit speak for itself
Know what I'm saying

Yeah Yeah
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga

Yeeeeeeeah
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan nigga
I aint studdin nan

To the top where the cream rise
All I ever see is green skies
On the scene with the team wise
Clean guys like we sellin bean pies

Get the paper hope a scrub die
Loyalty is where my love lie
Through the clouds I'm above fly
And I aint ever seen a dove cry

Been the same never changed up
Been down but I came up
Its a must to keep that thang tucked
Cause I aint playing with you lame f

Get your lady better lock her down
She be bout that action when you not around
If she keep it coming imma knock her down
Thief her through the night my nigga not a sound

Never trust cause they all iffy
Walk alone but the squad with me
Stay woke cause its all risky
One false move and you can fall quickly

Bed rockin like I'm Barney Rubble
Took a couple losses but I made em double
Now I'm bout that business and I'm causing trouble
Anything less I pop it like a bubble

Nigga I can make your hoe bail
Sneaky links in the hotel
She want percocets in her cocktail
Fuck her good send her home and she wont tell

I don't know the scoop cause I don't fuck with niggas
Stay out the loop cause I don't trust a nigga
Drip out the faucet gone and chug a pitcher
Got your main bitch wanting to fuck a nigga

Cause I
Walk in this bitch like I'm filthy rich
I know it look like I just copped a couple bricks
I wonder why that make you sick
Cause y'all motherfuckas
Aint hittin on shit

Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Cause yall motherfuckas aint hittin on shit

Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Cause yall motherfuckas aint hittin on shit

Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint bout nothing
You see the benz you see the rollie
Yall aint countin on nothing

I'm taking trips
I'm wit your bitch
We super lit
We buying whips
You cant afford this shit
You dreaming I been on this shit

And you aint hittin on nothin I'm just saying
Been a millionaire bitch why you playing
Drive whatever I wanna
And I don't check no tags when I be shopping
You do whatever you wanna when you popping

I rock the latest Dior
Dolce and Gabbana and the Louie V
Stepping in the club they be like who he be

Got these haters mad
Got these haters upset
Got these haters tripping
They salty cause I'm up next

I just might take your bitch and take a trip
Put some diamonds on her wrist
Give her what you cant and she deserves

You know I like to stunt
Its feeling like a habit
And aint too much I want
If I need it imma have it

Walk in this bitch like I'm filthy rich
I know it look like I just copped a couple bricks
I wonder why that make you sick
Cause yall motherfuckas aint hittin on shit

Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Cause yall motherfuckas aint hittin on shit

Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Yall aint hittin on shit
Cause yall motherfuckas aint hittin on shit



Credits
Writer(s): Larry Watford
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