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Hitman

de Lil Keed

Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad bitches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end, then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down her legs
Big dawg shit, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah
With the same nigga from the sandbox, yeah
And I hot top, fuck drop-top, yeah
Make the roll, movie, slime park, yeah
She left her panties and she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got thirty, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah

You haven't seen anything
I swerve in foreign things
I'm pullin' all the strings, yeah
Y'all rappers all a stink
Keed talk to 'em, yeah, she tat it on her boob
Pretty bad shit, rockin' Stegmann shoes
High-top Versace, spend a bag on the shoes
Diamond choker water, yeah, Honolulu
Yeah, where the bag at?
Take your chain, take your stain, where the flag at?
Switchin' lanes, do the dash in a Hellcat
Racks to my mom dukes, you can't have that
Racks to my ho too, you can't have that
We'll crack a nigga face like he crash it
Whole lotta Jeffery bands in the hatchback
You a plug and got packs, we'l slatt that, on slime

Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad bitches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end, then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down her legs
Big dawg shit, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah
With the same nigga from the sandbox, yeah
And I hot top, fuck drop-top, yeah
Make the roll, movie, slime park, yeah
She left her panties and she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got thirty, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah

Flooded out Rollie, it don't tick-tock (flooded out)
Money keep comin', don't shit stop (shit stop)
Fuck around and get me pissed off (pissed off)
Get shot, now you hollerin' like a hit dog (hollerin' like a hit dog)
Fuck if you gangster or not, I'm with big slime and they slimin' you out (slatt)
Shit can get ugly for real, you don't got no strap
You can't come out the house (go in the house)
Niggas been rattin' since kids, they's some mice
Play with life just by rollin' the dice (rollin' the dice)
Bitches be broke and they bad, my bitches be pretty
They flooded with ice (flooded with ice)
I made a whole lot of cash, I walk in the boof and I spit it
I'm nice (spit it, I'm nice)
Boss number one, I think twice
Evil lil' niggas, this world is so shiesty

Wake up early morning every day and count the check
Bad bitches 'round me eatin' drip and givin' neck
Book me, need the front end, then it's a bet
Choker chain now but next is baguettes
Chanel drip up and down her legs
Big dawg shit, now your ho wanna pick
Percocet pill on me, I don't even stress
Late-night strikin', yeah, my slimes tryna catch

Yeah, went straight to the top, nigga, yeah
With the same nigga from the sandbox, yeah
And I hot top, fuck drop-top, yeah
Make the roll, movie, slime park, yeah
She left her panties and she left her crop-top, yeah
Pull up to your hood then we chop block, yeah
Blick got thirty, that's a big Glock, yeah
Livin' like the baby on hot block, yeah

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