lirik lagu fbg young - i’mma hitta
[intro]
hahahahahaha
i’m out here, man
yeah
n~ggas been talkin’ like (what?)
that i fell off or some sh~t, man (this that mixtape f~ckin’ up the play, man)
i was still gettin’ to the dough on some fbg sh~t
i’m not here, what it do? (what you need, broski?)
got lil’ broski in the booth with me (godumb)
[?]
[verse 1]
yeah, 063 up, so 064 next
fifty shots in it, but after ten, he hit
these n~ggas soft as p~ssy, so i’ma get ’em wet
facebook’ll get ’em x’d, empty clip, hit the deck
my n~ggas real and these n~ggas so false
i got some n~ggas from the engle, red dots, they get ’em off
i’m paid, hе broke
they b~tch~made, bеtter get some dough
i got some clips in the nine the same size as his dreads
n~ggas snitchin’, n~ggas b~tches, leave no witness, k!ll him dead
guns get drawn and i ain’t talkin’ ill~stration
i get dough and i got more, f~ck boy, i’m ’bout my paper
a lot of n~ggas fake, i’m just in it for the check
i’m k!llin’ n~ggas off, who want it? who next?
a lot of n~ggas fake, i’m just in it for the check
i’m k!llin’ n~ggas off, who want it? who next?
[chorus]
i’m a hitter, that’s the truth
never woof, i just shoot
never woof, i just shoot
never woof, i just shoot
[post~chorus]
yeah, load up the eight, okay, it’s time to do the sh~t
i just rack him if he lackin’, leave his brains by his kicks
if i die today, remember me like tooka
don’t give a f~ck about h~ll ’cause i’ma meet up with my shooters, huh?
[verse 2]
young n~gga, but i’m paid, though
run up on me, then i’m shootin’ like james, ho
n~ggas hate, so i never leave without the thirty
tow truck comin’, then i’m dippin’ ’cause i keep it on me
period, b~tch, i’m shinin’ like a lighthouse
run up on me, them goons gon’ wipe him out
red beam make a p~ssy n~gga do a flip
no mask ’cause we k!ll when we do a hit
what he mean? about my dough, get your bread up
he ’bout his bread, i cut his loaf, get your mans up
n~ggas know what’s up, they just sayin’ stuff
too much money out my pockets and my hands stuffed
[chorus]
i’m a hitter, that’s the truth
never woof, i just shoot
never woof, i just shoot
never woof, i just shoot
[post~chorus]
yeah, load up the eight, okay, it’s time to do the sh~t
i just rack him if he lackin’, leave his brains by his kicks
if i die today, remember me like tooka
don’t give a f~ck about h~ll ’cause i’ma meet up with my shooters, huh?
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