My Hitta

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

I said that I'ma ride for my (my hitta, my hitta)
Most likely, I'ma die for my (my hitta, my hitta)
I been grindin' outside all day with my (my hitta)
And I ain't goin' in 'less I'm with my hittas

My hitta, my hitta (my hitta, my hitta)
My hitta, my hittas (my hitta, my hitta!)
My hittas, my hittas (my hittas, my hittas)
My hittas, my hittas, yeah

First things first, I love all my hittas
This rap - crack, then I involve my hittas
He lookin' for some lean, let me call my hitta
He sell it for the high, I need all my n-

Some n- smoke-smoke, some n- drank-drank
Got - on the block with the Glock, they don't think
That's a n- back up, they in a bucket lapped up
I got the act right if you n- wanna act up

He talkin' like a snitch? No, that ain't my hitta
He trippin' off a -? No, that ain't my hitta
Take a - case, yeah, that's my hitta
Know him since I was eight, yeah, that's my hitta

- my first -, passed her to my hitta
Hit my first lick, passed with my hitta (my hitta)

F- them other hittas 'cause I'm down for my hittas
I ride for my hittas
F- them other hittas!

I said that I'ma ride for my (my hitta, my hitta)
Most likely, I'ma die for my (my hitta, my hitta, 400)
I been grindin' outside all day with my (my hitta)
And I ain't goin' in 'less I'm with my hittas

My hitta, my hitta (dope boys, my n-)
My hitta, my hittas (YG, my-)
My hittas, my hittas (Rich Homie, my-)
My hittas, my hittas (it's the - world)

Just know I'm down with the n- down for me
I got two words for ya, love and loyalty
It was me and my n- trippin' on a half'a bean
Didn't we used to hit up Walt and buy everything we see? (Damn)

Me and my down a- n- gettin' twisted
N- get to trippin', knock the gravy out your biscuit (boom, ayy!)
Jay, know I f- with you the long way, my n- (ayy, ayy)
So when I see you out, I'm like, "Hey, my n-!" (Haha)

By the case with my n- (my n-)
Drink the act right and get straight with my n- (my n-, yeah)
Me and my n- ridin' dirty, tryna chase them figures
Who got the YOLO? (Who got the YOLO?)
Don't matter, go figure (let's go)

I said that I'ma ride for my (what's up?)
Most likely, I'ma die for my (with my finger on the trigger, yeah!)
I been grindin' outside all day with my (my hitta)
And I ain't goin' in 'less I'm with my hittas

My hitta, my hitta (yeah, - world)
My hitta, my hittas (YG-)
My hittas, my hittas (Rich Homie, m-)
My hittas, my hittas (my-, my-), yeah

Homie got cake, my homie got weight
My homie frontin' me, he the reason I'm straight (what's good?)
My homie got a house, my homie got a lake
My homie, we eat, my homie, get a plate (we eatin'!)

And I'm still hittin' licks with my hitta, my hitta
Runnin' off with n- sh- with my hitta, my hitta
I'd take a n- sh- with my hitta, my hitta
If a n- talkin' sh- then he ain't my hitta

My hitta, my hitta (my hitta, my hitta)
YG, my hitta (YG!)
And I ain't going in there tryna leave my hittas (nah)
Shawty seen me and want to leave with a n- (let's go)
But it weren't enough room 'cause I came with my hittas (that right, two!)

My hitta, my hitta
I need a set of wings 'cause I'm too fly, n-
And I'm all about my business like a suit and tie with you
I ride for my hittas, believe that!

I said that I'ma ride for my (my hitta, my hitta)
Most likely, I'ma die for my (my hitta, my hitta)
I been grindin' outside all day with my (my hitta)
And I ain't goin' in 'less I'm with my hittas

My hitta, my hitta (my hitta, my hitta)
My hitta, my hittas (my hitta, my hitta!)
My hittas, my hittas (my hittas, my hittas)
My hittas, my hittas, yeah

(My hittas, my hittas)
(My hittas, my hittas)
(My hittas, my hittas)



Credits
Writer(s): Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Mikely Wilhelm Adam, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Craig S. Lawson, Awood Magic Jr. Johnson, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Jay W. Jenkins, Corey Miller, Calvin Cordazor Broadus
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