Hit the Scene

When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear
When I hit the scene
Bitches try to come up on me
No they can't be over here
Why the fuck is you over here?
Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare
If you got you a chop, wave it in the air
I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air

Moncler I walk in with this jacket on
Everyone round me they thinking I'm drug dealing
Me and my ex we ain't get along
That's just because the way I show love different
Roll up a trey in that wood we gone box
Out the whip smoke it straight to the face
When we come in the function
We don't do no pat downs we got security paid
It's a dream to get rich off of music
But know if I gots to I'll do it the other way
Claim the gang, gotta put on the jersey
He came off the bench but he shoots like he's NBA
Squeeze the trigger like we're making lemonade
I get the call
I be there in a minute, mane
I can't see this shit going no other way
Straight off the plane hit the bank with a Hundred-K
I don't play bout the paper like Baby
On big business I had to turn to a boss
Had to pick my bro up off a loss
When it comes to that time he ain't ever gone cross
Sent a plane outta state for my dawg
Said it's gone be yo time when your pockets get large
I move quick when I get that lil' call
Go pick up a pistol before we pick you off
Big bro got a pack in the mail
Saw money in the bricks when he put em on the scale
Get caught he ain't ever gone tell
He coming out to a bag when we post that bail
Big J got dirt in his nails
Send a load out to Michigan to new clientele
I'm outside, these boys tucking they tails
When I come to your city, I tell you I'm there

When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear
When I hit the scene
Bitches try to come up on me
No they can't be over here
Why the fuck is you over here?
Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare
If you got you a chop, wave it in the air
I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air

He wants some shots come his way?
Send em over there
That bitch got robbed for a quarter of a P
Made a mistake, don't play with the gang
Put that lil boy face on a fresh white tee
The opps on the phone
I just went picked that blixky up
So know about mines cause mines play for keeps
Just stay in yo lane and stay up out the streets
Ain't nothing to gain come with playing with me
This lil bitch just blew up my phone on some dumb shit
Ask me why I ain't love her no more
If you know then you know but I can't wife no hoe
Ima get me some money, I need me some more
He came up to me and he ain't bring his pole
So why's it a question?
That's why he got smoked
No opps in the streets, they don't want toe to toe
Cause when I hit the scene know I'm upping the score (Yuh!)
I ain't stopping this shit till i make me a mill
Sent this bitch to Gucci, asked him for a deal
Don't sell them that pint, cause I just cracked the seal
When we meet in the streets, then they know what it is
I'm try to eat like I got me a meal
Can't play for my team cause he don't play the field
These bullets is compact, rip through his limbs
This bitch acting crazy, tried locking me in
Go get on your shit and don't ask what I did, hoe
Go get some money yourself
I took a jet from the east to the west
When I up this thirty I feel like I'm Steph
I heard twelve on the way but I already left
My boy off a bean, and he ready to step
Ima go hit the scene if you send me that text

When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear
When I hit the scene
Bitch try to come up on me
No they can't be over here
Why the fuck is you over here?
Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare
If you got you a chop, wave it in the air
I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air