Hittahs (feat. KIDDINNBLAKK)

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Young Nate

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Yeah, uh, yeah, you know what the f*ck going on in this bitch, yeah, uh, yeah, mad town menacing this motherfucker, yeah, uh
I swear to God that a pop be a bitch tryna role play
Say that hustlin' in your blood, lil' boy, you got no game
Said I'm a demon, I'm a robber, I can do this shit, no shame

Oxycodone to the face, I'm living life like I got no pain
Shut the f*ck up, ho, I ain't tryna hear none of your trippin', bitch
Said I'm posted in the trap with my bag, tryna flip the mix
Oh, you tryna start some drama, we don't talk, we just stick the blick

Pump fakin' fake guns, boy, you know that my stick's legit
And if I send a shot, it hittin' harder than an M-box
Lil Puppy pipe down before I get your ass sent off
Boy, can you tell me why you mad

Probably cause I'm comin' home with big dogs
Gettin big gaup , boy, you already know I'm on that biz talk
If I say I'm gon' get rich, you better know I'm really on that
They want that boy, want that dog, then they wonderin' where Chaw at

I swear, the fiends be so crazy, they be like, man, that raw lax
I just served that fiend and I'm already gettin' a call back
That's how you know I got them hitters
Man, the way they smoke it up, they may as well just pull the trigger

Servin' fiends by any means, doin' anything for figures
Boy, don't compete, cause I get mean on my mom, I'm gettin' richer
Man, I wanna get a Richard, I won't never check the time, though
I wanna hit the road across the country, hustle every time zone

I turn a beat into a hit before I even had a rhyme wrote
Bitch, you ain't a stuffer, you could never be my ride, ho
Yeah, I been smokin' on this shit, it really got my mind gone
Feelin' like a pimp, I need a jacket with a rhymestone

Walkin' with a limp  atleast I'm not lackin' with a nine-pole
Runnin' through the streets, we be duckin' all the five-o
Gotta get my mind gone, somebody pass me a C Cutt
Currently trippin', think I need a man, nobody ever needed us

I see the opps with the opps, tell me why the f*ck they teamin' up
The opps can't roll on they own, cause we the meaner ones
Said we the meaner ones, the opps can't roll on they own
Cause we the meaner ones

We the meaner bunch
We the meaner ones

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