Hard Hits
Saevy, Ant
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Yuh, Yuh Uh All my hitters go hard, slap from the back of my mamas hand Swear she got super powers Playin' Tricks on my head like Wanda, man But I ain't playin cause I got a itching for it Turn her to a love victim Don't gotta be Loud still ain't gone hear it Just give me some silence my heads on a riot The last one surviving Its Dodge City if I'm goin down I go down like I'm Wyatt Yuh Yuh, Saevy what ya on? Just talking my shit Till I'm dead and gone so I brush my teeth hella She say my lips taste like a fuckin' mint When we kiss she moan Don't say shit I be watching my tone just leave a message after the All of em thick but I like that tone Well actually no preference put em all on Never fall off f*ck around fall on Watch the sky fall and she mine at dawn Way up and blessed got me feeling like Sean We ain't make it yet, watch me get in my zone Yah Yah Yah Zoning out from all of you, showman deal or no deal Used to have feelings but now I'm numb so I lean towards no feels F*ck it, break ya hoe in Don't care how ya bro feel Me and my bros to cold Fashoe you gone take our deals or no deals F*ck you talmbout' All my hitters go hard, slap from the back of my mamas hand Swear she got super powers Playin' Tricks on my head like Wanda, man But I ain't playin cause I got a itching for it Turn her to a love victim Don't gotta be loud still ain't gone hear it Just give me some silence my heads on a riot The last one surviving Its Dodge City if I'm goin down I go down like I'm Wyatt Yuh Yuh No need to walk it out This is not Unk plus shouldn't have to walk now Mom put a creature like me on earth I should've owned it all Tour the world on a walk down Yuh, Tour it on a walk down The world is yours but I'll take the offer Turn up the amps till the back of my jaw hurt Might go deaf soon I bang out hella tunes No need for headshots my head been off Off the head Off the hizzy Off I'm dead, yeah Got these mufuckas' waiting had to give 'em some of my stuff You can't talk no shit if you ain't upgraded from Chryslers bitch I be adding up that math quick Pinpoint fucking gains I never had the gat miss These loads on me I'm so cold I cannot keep a shawty She a freak Shit I'm still gone fucking leave by morning These bitches get attached, please delete your feelings for me Your eateries for keeps I'm finna go and leap to 40 With the fucking squad We on that dirty fraud My waist it got a strap My pockets stay with wads My homie got a charger but he still ain't never Dodge It's all these vision cameras is really just for Camouflage Hitting moon rocks we, copped a P that's jackpot Mufuckas' ain't outside they playin on they Xbox Ant ass don't play I shoot you in yo voice box When will the boys stop I don't I just enjoy shots F*ck around tossing bitches to the side Finna f*ck around and get rich by 25 aye I done had a Milli if I got my shit up my way Steady getting paid give a f*ck about a Friday bitch
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Written by: Anthony Canales, Saevion Moore
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