hit (feat. Jaydes)

Ha He get hit, hit, uh Wrist, got my wrist cut He gon' get his bitch robbed Posted with that big stuff He gon' get his shit jugged He gon' get his shit took Like give me that That's my style Huh, ain't payin no price He talkin' crazy, my niggas gon' slide I got a popper on me, while he slide Hang with a opposition, you gon' die Nigga, bitch, you get sprinkled like rice My niggas juggin' finessing the price They be like Jaydes, I got a new question How you a trap nigga But you Huh Where's your bitch at Niggas talkin' get clapped Pussy thinkin' big bad We gon' kick his shit in back Racks, he ain't gettin that Pussy nigga stay mad Niggas know I'm fuckin' him I don't need no name tag You have no heart Put him on that tik-tak We gon' push his wig back Why that nigga so mad Tell that nigga get back She wasn't there before I'm in the trap and I'm throwin' up 4 Me and my niggas, we up on our score I see a red light, bitch, I go I get a racks, I need me some more We get a f*ck nigga down to the floor We kick a f*ck nigga straight out the door Now nigga up he askin for more Now nigga up, he talkin' to God Thinkin' he 4, aint part of the squad That nigga twitching he checkin his vod We tried to flick him inside of the spot He wanna talk and I'm sendin' the drop He wanna talk and he gonna get shot I sent a hit and they thought I forgot Nigga, just wait till your ass get caught I got a shooter to shoot your matta I got a f*ck nigga sent to Allah I got a f*ck nigga sent to the gug I got up 40 inside the choppa I'm gettin' bands up off of a laptop Hollow inside of your head top Talk on the net, it's a dead stop Now it's a whole lot of red tops