HIT HIT HIT HIT (feat. whos.nynteen)

Blick Woah Blick Woah Blick Type shit Yea Type shit Woah My diamonds you know is a part of my fit My diamonds shine bright you can see through the tint He call me a bitch cause that's not what he meant cause if he wanna fight then I'm leaving a dent My niggas on go and they stay with the blicks He thinking I'm cap, I'm as real as it gets I'm mean and im green so I feel like the grinch, if I slide on your block then im gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit, hit Yuh, aye My niggas we gettin the drop My niggas gonna pop My niggas we slide in your block I don't know why you talking hot Boy you better stop before we pull up to your spot And my nigga know very well Not to leave a trail We sending that nigga to hell I don't give a f*ck about jail I'm making em pale I don't gotta pay for no bail My diamonds you know is a part of my fit My diamonds shine bright you can see through the tint He call me a bitch cause that's not what he meant cause if he wanna fight then I'm leaving a dent My niggas on go and they stay with the blicks He thinking I'm cap, I'm as real as it gets I'm mean and im green so I feel like the grinch, if I slide on your block then im gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit, hit I'm gettin you hit Hit, hit em, hit, hit em, hit, hit em, hit I don't give no fucks Hit em in his face Put em in his place I'll make that nigga disappear without a fucking trace And then I make a nigga face his fears, he living this life like a game You know I do not got no peers, don't need a wife cuz im insane, woah That's the reason why I'm single Yes I'm a stay to my self, I don't got time to mingle Stack up the swag like it Pringles I'm finna hop in my bag, I'm ipad you a kindle I'm going mad I'm goin ballistic You go out sad I'm minding my business I'm kinda glad that you are witness To all the swag that I'm gettin we winning Stay with the swag I don't care what they say I'm still doing all the above Hop in my bag with the mask on my face and no I cannot give you no love I gotta give all the love to myself because I be living through the pain I gotta smoke all the bud to myself to the point where I can't feel a thing Skirt the muthafuckin' whip Bitch I'm finna dip Zoom I'm going on a fucking trip Magic mushrooms hit, ooh Tell the girl you cannot have my kids You can't even have a kiss, ooh What Why these little niggas talking bout rizz F*ck around and take your bitch, ooh F*ck it hit em in they face Balling, making all these buckets, smoking gas so I feel safer We all know a nigga stay so far up in space Woah Stay on the low and you know I'm finna play my part Running this shit like a race