Lyrics

Rah, it's BKay una Eergh Got it on me right now, foolin' around Hitsquad baby Do it and bounce Some savage shit Scratchmixedit Come back like a biscuit, back like I whipped it Them niggas don't wanna see Hitsquad Shit's long I'm tryna say, oh shit AJ Look, ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Shoot squeeze homie, I don't care 'bout age, fuck a DOB 44 got teeth like my DOG, if it weren't Snoopy it was me, homie POP they get GOT, and we're known for the wettings, we've been OG Hitsquad baby, I got lilo on me cah I give a man stitch like he's lilo's G Cee Lo green, she says, "I wan' fuck you" Tape intense when we bruck yutes They don't wanna see DSkeng, he a fucked yute (madman) Why you think we call him skeng? He just like Kweng, they both know what a gun do Bad gyal, run thru' (baddie) You can hold on to the gun too, she ride me She ride more than the opps do (forreal) Hitsquad, hitters assemble Pick up utensils, evil intention I don't beef on Twitter my nigga I pick up a spinner, try leave him in mentions Should've known in school I was gettin' detention I just came out of a sentence (Fresh home) And no I don't mean like a full-stop Hitsquad pulled up, somebody's ended That lil' piggy got stabbed And them lil' piggies just waitin' Another one got put in a pack That piggy got fried, turned bacon (oh shit) See me and 6Shots in the back (what's next?) You should know what it is cah it's blatant (so obvious) Hitsquad, baby (gang shit), I'm on shavings, and blazings Look, ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Nah, I won't back my phone (nah) Slapped four left two in broad day shooting How did I get back home? (How?) Mum said, "None of these yutes can take you, son" I just sent bread back home, huh Hitsquad baby (you know), I been that but I said that though 'Nuff times I had to burn my clothes ('nuff times) Whoa, now you can't tell me 'bout steppin' I'm quick to wipe man's nose, blow Let the ting sneeze, bless him, sexy No, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoes, pose Look at the ting I'm pressin' (brap, brap) Badness in my chromosomes In my jeans, there's a weapon (Hitsquad) Hitsquad baby, no messin' I just jumped in a stolen motor Do you wanna be black gang homie? Are you sure? Cah you can get rolled on Dem man talky, over, over When I ride, I'm a fuckin' soldier I just fling on my gloves, hold up Yard man still have me feelin' my shoulder Yeah, I'm gassed and shit, I'm like Mefe Pull up like a DJ Back that, make it beat like I'm BKay Do it weekend or weekday You know I ain't leavin' shells, it's .38 All this dodgy deals, I'm like Ebay I might just fuck your bitch on a weekday Beat it up just like it's her Bday (ay), eat B cake (ay, ay) Look, ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Ay spin it I just seen an opp, drill it Pull up and buss, then skid it (brap, brap) It was probably us that did it (Hitsquad baby) I got a bad lil' thot, she wid it (baddie) Scoreboard, we win it Ching, all this uptown sauce we spillin' Yeah, you can die hard, Bruce Willis (oh shit), who's wid it? (Eergh) Hitsquad baby, I've been that Hitsquad EBK, you play you lay Yay
Writer(s): Bryan Tshibangu Kabengele, Alieu Koroma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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