Hit the Scene

When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear When I hit the scene Bitches try to come up on me No they can't be over here Why the f*ck is you over here? Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare If you got you a chop, wave it in the air I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air Moncler I walk in with this jacket on Everyone round me they thinking I'm drug dealing Me and my ex we ain't get along That's just because the way I show love different Roll up a trey in that wood we gone box out the whip smoke it straight to the face When we come in the function We don't do no pat downs we got security paid It's a dream to get rich off of music But know if I gots to I'll do it the other way Claim the gang, gotta put on the jersey He came off the bench but he shoots like he's NBA Squeeze the trigger like we're making lemonade I get the call I be there in a minute, mane I can't see this shit going no other way Straight off the plane hit the bank with a Hundred-K I don't play bout the paper like Baby On big business I had to turn to a boss Had to pick my bro up off a loss When it comes to that time he ain't ever gone cross Sent a plane outta state for my dawg Said it's gone be yo time when your pockets get large I move quick when I get that lil' call Go pick up a pistol before we pick you off Big bro got a pack in the mail Saw money in the bricks when he put em on the scale Get caught he ain't ever gone tell He coming out to a bag when we post that bail Big J got dirt in his nails Send a load out to Michigan to new clientele I'm outside, these boys tucking they tails When I come to your city, I tell you I'm there When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear When I hit the scene Bitches try to come up on me No they can't be over here Why the f*ck is you over here? Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare If you got you a chop, wave it in the air I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air He wants some shots come his way? Send em over there That bitch got robbed for a quarter of a P Made a mistake, don't play with the gang Put that lil boy face on a fresh white tee The opps on the phone I just went picked that blixky up So know about mines cause mines play for keeps Just stay in yo lane and stay up out the streets Ain't nothing to gain come with playing with me This lil bitch just blew up my phone on some dumb shit Ask me why I ain't love her no more If you know then you know but I can't wife no hoe Ima get me some money, I need me some more He came up to me and he ain't bring his pole So why's it a question? That's why he got smoked No opps in the streets, they don't want toe to toe Cause when I hit the scene know I'm upping the score (Yuh!) I ain't stopping this shit till i make me a mill Sent this bitch to Gucci, asked him for a deal Don't sell them that pint, cause I just cracked the seal When we meet in the streets, then they know what it is I'm try to eat like I got me a meal Can't play for my team cause he don't play the field These bullets is compact, rip through his limbs This bitch acting crazy, tried locking me in Go get on your shit and don't ask what I did, hoe Go get some money yourself I took a jet from the east to the west When I up this thirty I feel like I'm Steph I heard twelve on the way but I already left My boy off a bean, and he ready to step Ima go hit the scene if you send me that text When I hit the scene shooters come in through the back just to see if the club is clear When I hit the scene Bitch try to come up on me No they can't be over here Why the f*ck is you over here? Bitch try hit a lick, that's a double dare If you got you a chop, wave it in the air I just rolled up an opp, put him in the air