baptisze - hit (feat. Jaydes) Lyrics

Ha
He get hit, hit, uh
Wrist, got my wrist cut
He gon' get his bitch robbed
Posted with that big stuff
He gon' get his shit jugged
He gon' get his shit took
Like give me that
That's my style
Huh, ain't payin no price
He talkin' crazy, my niggas gon' slide
I got a popper on me, while he slide
Hang with a opposition, you gon' die
Nigga, bitch, you get sprinkled like rice
My niggas juggin' finessing the price
They be like Jaydes, I got a new question
How you a trap nigga But you
Huh
Where's your bitch at
Niggas talkin' get clapped
Pussy thinkin' big bad
We gon' kick his shit in back
Racks, he ain't gettin that
Pussy nigga stay mad
Niggas know I'm f*ckin' him
I don't need no name tag
You have no heart
Put him on that tik-tak
We gon' push his wig back
Why that nigga so mad
Tell that nigga get back
She wasn't there before
I'm in the trap and I'm throwin' up 4
Me and my niggas, we up on our score
I see a red light, bitch, I go
I get a racks, I need me some more
We get a f*ck nigga down to the floor
We kick a f*ck nigga straight out the door
Now nigga up he askin for more
Now nigga up, he talkin' to God
Thinkin' he 4, aint part of the squad
That nigga twitching he checkin his vod
We tried to flick him inside of the spot
He wanna talk and I'm sendin' the drop
He wanna talk and he gonna get shot
I sent a hit and they thought I forgot
Nigga, just wait till your ass get caught
I got a shooter to shoot your matta
I got a f*ck nigga sent to Allah
I got a f*ck nigga sent to the gug
I got up 40 inside the choppa
I'm gettin' bands up off of a laptop
Hollow inside of your head top
Talk on the net, it's a dead stop
Now it's a whole lot of red tops