Hit it Up

Uh-oh, yeah
Uh-oh, yeah

Hey yo, all my life I've been trying to live it up
Pigeons wanna flock, they just wanna give it up
I don't want a girl (big dude)
I just wanna hit it up (big deeds)

Yo, I don't wish nobody the best
What the - you expect? (Huh)
Blessings, when my own sh- be correct
Blaze trum (what?), Coming for you gazy dons with arms
Hit your crib, blaze your moms
I spit bombs, eating - real like Jeff Dons

And chiefs that disagree with me (wave your arms)
Don't get it twism, quit rapping and stick to living
You like a - cycle dawg nobody like you
I'm in the cockpit with hot -
And just like money in Titanic
I'm teaching - how to hot spit

I lock sh- (what?) Peddling rocks
Better off down in Broadway peddling socks
My hands stay hot, that's why the put metal with -
I'm gonna rock 'til I'm on a yacht settling stocks
Man - when you done with g's, I'm hungry
Split a cat from his hat to his Dungarees

Pigeons wanna flock, they just wanna give it up (for the duce, for the duce)
(And ain't get the duce) (woo-ooh)
I don't want a girl (for the duce, for the duce)
I just wanna hit it up (uh, uh, uh)

Hey yo I can't spit gotta smoke a - to this
I'm a hit a - make her son to this
You can't turn yourself in you gotta run to this
From police - tote your gun to this
Yo, my car's futuristic, that's where I keep the biscuit

Any girl's seen my - before must have kissed it
Shouts to my district, girls claim distant
Don't ever kiss chicks that wear lipstick
By holler catch my - on a visit
With Timb's, when I get rich cop the lizards
Hit a club, out the car like where the -

Y'all n- know first out being snitches (snitches)
Catch me on T.V. or in your girl's pictures (pictures)
Peep the background, see if panties in the pictures (pictures)
Stay with the lickest, surrounded by - (pictures)
We the jiggest rate girls on who the thickest

Hey yo, all my life I've been trying to live it up (uh, uh, uh) (for the duce)
(What up? Uh, we make G's)
Pigeons wanna flock (for the duce), they just wanna give it up (for the duce)
I don't want a girl (for the duce)
I just wanna hit it up (check it, yeah, uh)

Yo, I feel like we can fly when I floor the ride
With them doors that open towards the sky
- on the block like your brand Delgado
'Cause I pump out exotic, you can test my product
Life is full of stress, so I drink Old Gold
Smoke a - bring my high back with the stove
Body frame young but my mind is old
Bad student but with - I can honor roll

And the only crime I risk my life for is federal (federal)
'Cause doing time for big dough is more acceptable
Girl with sex candies that's edible
Only if she got a good job like in medical
Grand stay recording, stay wearing Jordans (yeah)
Beeper with the phone so a n- look important (you know)
Yo, what up? It's that - who hit the club up
And - sitting there playing the wall get cut up

It's like, all my life I've been trying to live it up (what up? What up?)
(Girl, girl, girl)
Pigeons wanna flock, they just wanna give it up
I don't want a girl
I just wanna hit it up
If a - quick - grab my - and hit it up

All my life I've been trying to live it up
Pigeons wanna flock, they just wanna give it up
I don't want a girl
I just wanna hit it up
If a - quick - grab my - and hit it up

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Credits
Writer(s): Junrod Etienne, Marland Bryan, Shaarod Ford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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