Lyrics:
I don't even need too many ad-libs on that shit (Mondo on the beat, what's poppin'?) Yeah we hittin' man, everythin' on me hittin', nigga Better
gone (Yeah, yeah) My number is up on her phone (Yeah) Cause I know she bout to hittin' my line yeah Hittin' my line yeah, hittin' my (Hit it) Hittin' my
it's stormin only fuck on the Bitch when a nigga get horny I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin I'm
Its CADDY vaby baby yaya She hittin She hittin She hittin Oh She hittin She hittin She hittin Oh Let ha hit sum mo Said let ha hit sum mo She hittin
hittin' (hittin', hittin', hittin', hittin') They say he tryna be Cinco, no the fuck he didn't no I did this shit for the hood and the trenches, ayy
'cause I wanna see other side, other side I just wanna feel alive (tears) Hittin' the ground, hittin' the ground Hittin' the ground, hittin
y'all motherfuckas Aint hittin on shit Yall aint hittin on shit Yall aint hittin on shit Yall aint hittin on shit Yall aint hittin on shit Yall aint
That good stank WTF Did you think? Damn That shyt hittin like Tyson And that shyt hittin Like Tyson Damn That shyt hittin like Tyson And that shyt hittin
the target with the bullseye (Hit my target, hittin' my target, hittin' my target) Loot on the pigs every time (Hittin' my target, hittin' my target, hittin
All my wolves are at your door, take me at my word Hittin' a wall, we're hittin' a wall Hittin' a wall, we're hittin' a wall You look at me
You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay You better hold on tight and pray You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay
Fast, I'm comin' in fast (uh-huh) First place, you comin' in last (that's right) I'm hittin' that, hittin' that gas I'm hittin' that, hittin' that
Wassup hoe yea hey Wassup hoe yea hey Wassup hoe yea hey Wassup hoe yea hey What its hittin' for bitch? What its hittin' for bitch? What its hittin
Hittin the gas no brakes Hittin the gas no breaks Hittin the gas no brakes Hittin the gas no breaks Hittin the gas no brakes Hittin the gas no breaks
Of the bullshit, so you'll get that tone When you hittin' my phone You know it won't go through Hittin' my phone No I can't link with you Hittin' my phone No I can't
you toss me to the side of the road Ooh, ooh, ooh Finger lickin' good (so good, good) You're hittin' different (you're hittin' different) And you
Big booty total thick honies I don't play rules I just want you I just want you yeah Girl in the red, too sexy Hittin I'm hittin I'm hittin the ganja
You made me leave and Im gone Now you hittin me up You turning up on my phone Now you hittin me up Want me to leave you alone Now you hittin me up Im
Yeah hittin' my DMs Hittin' my texts I can't tell which is which She hittin' my DMs Telling me 'I got an idea' She hittin' my texts She got an idea
and you do 'em in And he bring 'em in, and you do us in And I'm hittin' that (Boom) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom) Smell 'em
Yeah I took trip to La I made like 10 racks in a day She blowin my phone, She hittin she callin She hittin she callin She blowin my phone, she
the clarity (Ooooooow) Ooooow just check out the clarity (Ooooooow) Ooooow just check out the clarity Ice, ice, ice, ice Neck, Hittin (Hittin) Wrist, Hittin
We ridin Its poppin Its hittin Fuck wit me I'm littie Drivin fast Turnt up Overdose on dis script shit We ridin It's poppin Its hittin We ridin Its
should tell me before were on it 'Cause I dont know if I can stop myself Hittin on You ooh hittin' on ya You ooh hittin' on ya You ooh hittin' on ya
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