Lyrics
You could get hit back
44 On me get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back
And count up my blue for designer i mismatch
If they wanna chit chat
Then Bizzy leave em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back
My shoota he run up and kill him for quick cash
I gotta walk in wit the 9 tucked
I'm with 10 bitches and they lined up
I gotta new watch same timing
You do what I say, ain't no Simon
I gotta mask on like doom
If I let it bang then he up on the news
I really be with it don't get it confused
Did you just get all your blood on my shoes?
I gotta big watch that's a AP
You could get fucked up, no Tay Keith
I get a clear shot no HD
Count up big bucks like Jay-Z
If I'm in the party then I make it active
I pour it up til I'm leaning, relaxing
He said he shot at TG for a caption
We hit his tints, did him dirty no capping
You could get hit back
44 On me get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back
And count up my blue for designer I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat
Then Bizzy leave em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back
My shoota he run up and kill him for quick cash
For the big bag, my n****'s come through and spin that
Look, we will lift that
Don't talk about sitchy, if you don't stay with that
Yea, you know Kah gon blick that, grip that
Let me get that
Grah!
Uh Look
Grah-Grah Boom!
They don't wanna see me pissed off
Little body but they know that I'm a big dog
Hop out with choppas and rockets and lift off
Come through your block, get it jumping like criss-cross
Always on call boy, I can't take my kicks off
And i'm single, I just cut my bitch off
Fuck with me baby, I'm all up on pitchfork
And this E got me clenching my jaw like a pitbull
You could get hit back
44 On me get hit for a big bag
I gotta sit back
And count up my blue for designer I mismatch
If they wanna chit chat
Then Bizzy leave em red like a skin rash
I gotta spin back
My shoota he run up and kill him for quick cash
Writer(s): Timothy Giglio
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