Hittas (feat. Trill Lik)

I got hittas in the whip aye I got bitches on my dick aye I got everything them boys don't have but they want beef I got everything you want up here I'm sliding down that street (Bitch) I got hittas in the whip aye I got bitches on my dick aye I got everything them boys don't have but they want beef I got everything you want up here I'm sliding down that street He been wolfing on the Internet now he think he a beast Kuz he ain't never had no beef like this don't talk bitch I don't tweet I see yo bitch ass ima fire off yo homies gone retreat Now I bet you that he wish he woulda hit that damn delete Kuz now I'm gone erase the nigga Tag connected to his feet it's on his toe I hit the club shorty dancing throwing that shit touch her toes Back it up go head drop it down baby you the shit Spin it round show what yo momma gave ya jump into them splits I get her bags if she got good behavior when she taking dick I'm gone like flash that bitch a hoe won't save her now you gotta dip I'm gone get ready for my show Lil baby go head grab yo shit Kuz I can't be late bout no hoe lil baby What you think this is Im bout that bag bitch Why you think I work so hard Bitch I ain't average But still feel like I ain't put enough work in Don't sleep go day and night And that's just kuz I know my purpose Can't get no help from me Lil nigga you ain't never earn it Kuz When I was on my back That wasn't yo concern then I had to step into some shit Lose everything to learn it But never f*ck wit evidence You see some shit then burn it And if he leap bust at the air Since He wanna act like Kermit Niggas swear they on shit We can get shit crumpin like it's 06' (You know so) Life is timeless when you flexin wit that rolex (Yea yea yea) And i got that pressure ima stretch her but ain't no Bowflex (No Bowflex) Wait She say I'm her soul mate (No no) Baby girl I been workin get yo own plate (Yo own plate) These days I'm too busy for no rela (No real) I need my focus i been stackin up my cheesecake Yea Ballin out in sweepstakes I need my bread on que it's due without no delay And you know music how i do it so let that heat play And bitch I'm big that's a shout out to Coi Leary (Hey) You do what i do but you cannot copy my life i be livin in style I been fuckin the bitches and gettin the riches Been ballin since i was a child I go off in my city my nigga we litty you know that the west gettin wild And i cannot fall I've gotten too far to ever go back to the crowd So don't approach me up to closely you needa back back up And I ain't no killer but i got killas slide in black mask up And i got 50's hunnids bagged because my brands racked up And bitch don't touch it thats jus how yo ass get smacked up Niggas swear they on shit We can get shit crumpin like it's 06' Life's is timeless when you flexin wit that rolex And i got that pressure ima stretch her but ain't no Bowflex Wait She say I'm her soul mate Baby girl I been workin get yo own plate These days I'm too busy for no rela I need my focus i been stackin up my cheesecake Damn (Bitch) Grim Reap in dis bitch hoe Wit Trill Lik in dis bitch hoe C's B's in this shit hoe You get deceased in dis bitch (Gang)