Hitting Houses
Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
I'm on pink Mollys, I'm on brown bombers
I'm on Vicodin, I'm on meth and all
He killed four niggas, he don't want a job
I'm on cold feelings, I don't wanna go so hard
I take flat screens, but I prefer jewelry
I am not a thief, I just love stealin'
I don't leave a mess and I be in a hurry
Ain't you got a check? So why you doin' burglaries?
I get off the topic, uh, I drink lots of coffee, uh
She my new favorite, she from Milwaukee
He gon' think he skatin', uh, let him think he walkin'
Then turn 'round and spark him, I don't like to argue
Made it out the bricks, that shit wasn't easy
Straight up out the wick, I hit big pieces
Credit cards and socials, I get lots of pieces
Got a yellow poker, but ain't nothin' cheesy, ayy
Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
I be cashin' literally, I be breakin' and enterin'
She keep playin' with her clitoris, I almost fuck around, pissed in it
I came home in December, it wasn't even much winter
I'm on nine hundred milligrams, I can't even remember
I ain't no plain jane, everything be busted
I ain't sparin' nothin, I don't care if she busted
Shawty still chasin', but I don't throw no money
I'm in Club Oasis, bust it, baby, bust it
Suck my dick and vomit, I want eggs and omelette
I'm a whole killer, how did I get into college?
I'm a headhunter, I rock Ferragamo
I'm the kid you want, since we keep on wylin'
Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
I'm on pink Mollys, I'm on brown bombers
I'm on Vicodin, I'm on meth and all
He killed four niggas, he don't want a job
I'm on cold feelings, I don't wanna go so hard
I take flat screens, but I prefer jewelry
I am not a thief, I just love stealin'
I don't leave a mess and I be in a hurry
Ain't you got a check? So why you doin' burglaries?
I get off the topic, uh, I drink lots of coffee, uh
She my new favorite, she from Milwaukee
He gon' think he skatin', uh, let him think he walkin'
Then turn 'round and spark him, I don't like to argue
Made it out the bricks, that shit wasn't easy
Straight up out the wick, I hit big pieces
Credit cards and socials, I get lots of pieces
Got a yellow poker, but ain't nothin' cheesy, ayy
Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
I be cashin' literally, I be breakin' and enterin'
She keep playin' with her clitoris, I almost fuck around, pissed in it
I came home in December, it wasn't even much winter
I'm on nine hundred milligrams, I can't even remember
I ain't no plain jane, everything be busted
I ain't sparin' nothin, I don't care if she busted
Shawty still chasin', but I don't throw no money
I'm in Club Oasis, bust it, baby, bust it
Suck my dick and vomit, I want eggs and omelette
I'm a whole killer, how did I get into college?
I'm a headhunter, I rock Ferragamo
I'm the kid you want, since we keep on wylin'
Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin' Jell-O Molly
Ridin' in stolen Audi and we hittin' houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses
I ain't James Bond, but I got a gold gun
Fuckin' on prayer rugs, I don't hold grudge
I don't show love, I got cold blood
I'm on four drugs tryna hold on
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses
Credits
Writer(s): Derek Garcia, Max Field Perry, Russell Pochop, Bill Kapri, Samuel Berler
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