Hitman

Finna t y'all up with this one, gang
Niggas ain't fucking with me
Niggas can't fuck with the big c if they tried
Nigga couldn't get fresh to death if they died
Nigga I'm like rondo himself with the 9

Hitman Cuz I got hits like the billboard
Niggas used to gon on hits when it's real boring
I just opened up for jeezy and watched him perform
Man that type of success I'll kill for it
I thought I can stand the rain but it's still pouring
I sprained my ankle inna paint I'm still scoring
Man I miss my one ex she still gorgeous
We used to have that one sex and she hate me for it
Switch inna car Johnny law tryna take me for it
But I kno bro gon take his weight so it ain't important
Haul off and shoot you in yo face if you ain't supporting
I'm fucking with you I just want y'all to hear my story

Chasing everything obtainable on gang

First time I heard DNA I was watching Maury
I was just a shorty got my first lap dance from tori
We was rapping in the basement me her and sherry
She know she can get the feature whenever she ready but I'm like can I get a threesome whenever you ready
Cut my own people off if dey acting scary
Niggas won't bust a grape won't pop no cherry
Bae we can do anything but we not getting married
I gotta fuck a lot mo bitches before the cemetery
I gotta fuck a lot mo bitches before the cemetery
Lil cuz so gdk he a spit on Larry But I respect a lot of g's so my feelings vary
Ri flow free da yung og he legendary
Iont give a fuck free buka he necessary
Once again free Buka he necessary
And this bitch ain't getting shit come February

Aye free the whole gang man
Gang aye aye aye aye lets go

Iont give a fuck bout a bitch bout nothing
Why u steal I'l still slap the fuck out my cousin
I a still drop dick on a bitch blushing
Make a nigga hop skip flip with this button
It should be self defense if he clutching
Fuck allat best friend shit I don't trust it
30 clip I do my dance with it in public
I can't tuck it I can't tuck it
Point that bitch at a nigga head and bust it
Dread head red man dead man fuck it
Head up for you get you head band busted
Shut the fuck up or get yo attitude adjusted
Everybody say they in the field like they Justin
You ain't never been on a drill why you bluffing
You ain't roll you ain't putting in you ain't puffing
CEO going for the win Issa bucket (swish)

Game seven Kyrie shit man

Niggas ain't fucking with me
Niggas can't fuck with the big c if they tried
Nigga couldn't get fresh to death if they died
Nigga I'm like rondo himself with the nine



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