Hit Stick lyrics

[Chorus]
I be in the hood, got good attendance
Bad b*tch, she do fitness
Scratch that n*gga off my hit list (Scratch)
I'm in the field with my hit stick
He want a pint, I'ma hit his sh*t (Come on)
Pop him and get rid of the witnesses (b*tch)
But he survived, this n*gga at the clinic again (How?)
Found me some Act', now I'm sippin' again (Shh)

[Verse 1]
f*ck that sh*t, I ain't followin' trends (b*tch)
So many shots, better hope that he live (Damn)
'Bout to go viral, put it on Live (Put it on Live)
So deep in the streets, I probably could dive
All of these drugs, I probably could die
sh*t, I probably could fly (Shh)
I don't need a scale 'cause I got a good eye
R.I.P. to that n*gga, goodbye (R.I.P.)
sh*ttin' on n*ggas and I ain't even trying
Creep up, he got caught by surprise (Creep up)
Speed up, I just caught a n*gga on the live (Skrrt)
I gotta be up 'cause I got a bank play at five (Damn)
I'm in the Demon, this ain't a regular Dodge (Demon)
n*ggas be cappin', it's all a facade (Cap)
Pull up on the side, pimp his ride (Bah, bah, bah)
Damn, how he still alive? (Damn)
[Chorus]
I be in the hood, got good attendance
Bad b*tch, she do fitness
Scratch that n*gga off my hit list (Scratch)
I'm in the field with my hit stick
He want a pint, I'ma hit his sh*t (Come on)
Pop him and get rid of the witnesses (b*tch)
But he survived, this n*gga at the clinic again (How?)
Found me some Act', now I'm sippin' again (Shh)
I be in the hood, got good attendance
Bad b*tch, she do fitness
Scratch that n*gga off my hit list (Scratch)
I'm in the field with my hit stick
He want a pint, I'ma hit his sh*t (Come on)
Pop him and get rid of the witnesses (b*tch)
But he survived, this n*gga at the clinic again (How?)
Found me some Act', now I'm sippin' again (Shh)

[Verse 2]
Man, this n*gga must've prayed up to God
Man, how the f*ck he still making posts?
They like, "Damn, Teejay bought a Ghost"
No, it's a rental, but I got enough for it though
Yeah, and I got enough for a boat
Can't f*ck with this b*tch, I got money on the floor
We had to re-up, so I bought more ammo
I'm at the spot, posted just like a scarecrow
Off-White sneakers and it came with the arrow
SRT, n*gga, f*ck a Camaro
Hitting your b*tch, I done f*cked her hair up
Pouring this drank, I done f*cked my clothes up
Heard they stealing, I'ma f*ck them hoes up
Ain't worried 'bout sh*t 'cause I got my pole tucked
I don't wanna talk, I'm anti-social
f*cked up wig, I can see her closure
[Chorus]
I be in the hood, got good attendance
Bad b*tch, she do fitness
Scratch that n*gga off my hit list (Scratch)
I'm in the field with my hit stick
He want a pint, I'ma hit his sh*t (Come on)
Pop him and get rid of the witnesses (b*tch)
But he survived, this n*gga at the clinic again (How?)
Found me some Act', now I'm sippin' again (Shh)

[Outro]
Now I'm sippin' again