Hit Different

Pop that perky, pour that dirty
In the water, make it murky
Pop that perky, pour that dirty
In the water, make it murky
Pop that perky, pour that dirty
In the water, make it murky
Pop that perky, pour that dirty
In the water, make it murky

Aye, it hit different
Pop that X, it hit different
Pop that perc, I feel different
They talk shit, I don't listen
Lost my mama, hit different
Nigga locked up, still miss him
Fuckin' bitches left and right, they feel the same but hit different

Aye, I popped three kinds of pills today
And all three had me feelin' a different way
I rolled five joints to relieve all the pain-
Of all the ones I lost on the way up here
Aye, this ain't the top yet, but I got a little closer
I still gotta make it home, but I ain't no where near sober
Bad bitch, put it on me like can it get any lower
Man I shouldn't have cracked this pint, now I feel a little slower
Aye, where do we go from here
I'm just flowin' to the sound of the beat, I'm-
High off these drugs, I have no fear

Aye, it hit different
Pop that X, it hit different
Pop that perc, I feel different
They talk shit, I don't listen
Lost my mama, hit different
Nigga locked up, still miss him
Fuckin' bitches left and right, they feel the same but hit different

Aye, aye, aye, aye (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, aye, aye, aye (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, aye, aye, yeah (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)

Aye, it hit different
Pop that X, it hit different
Pop that perc, I feel different
They talk shit, I don't listen
Lost my mama, hit different
Nigga locked up, still miss him
Fuckin' bitches left and right, they feel the same but hit different

Aye, aye, aye, aye (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, aye, aye, aye (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, aye, aye, yeah (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah (Pop that perky, pour that dirty in the water, make it murky)

Aye, it hit different
Pop that X, it hit different
Pop that perc, I feel different
They talk shit, I don't listen
Lost my mama, hit different
Nigga locked up, still miss him
Fuckin' bitches left and right, they feel the same but hit different
Aye, it hit different
Pop that X, it hit different
Pop that perc, I feel different
They talk shit, I don't listen
Lost my mama, hit different
Nigga locked up, still miss him
Fuckin' bitches left and right, they feel the same but hit different



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Writer(s): Tavier Evans
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