HIT MY CELL lyrics

by

yuke



[Intro]
End of this gun
All I smoke this cookie pack, it's f*ckin'—
I just need a goth b*tch
I just need a good b*tch
I'm tryna be hoodrich
Trappin wit' my hood b*tch (Hoodrich)
See 12 and they lookin'
And this b*tch she want my heart, but she took it
Aye, hit my cell if you need some pounds
b*tch, I'm the trap 'til the sundown

[Verse]
Pray to my blade, that's the only one I love
Talk bout Gucci Doves and you know we servin' slugs
Talk bout servin' feens, Hoodrunts do it by the dub
If you ain't sippin' mud, then what the f*ck is in your cup?
b*tch, I'm steady feelin' numb, ho
And these drugs, they got me stuck
Knew he outta luck, he seen the end of this gun
All I smoke this cookie pack, it's f*ckin' wit' my lungs
I just need a goth b*tch
I just need a good b*tch
I'm tryna be hoodrich
Trappin wit' my hood b*tch
See 12 and they lookin'
And this b*tch she want my heart, but she took it
Aye, hit my cell if you need some pounds
b*tch, I'm the trap 'til the sundown
And if I catch his ass slippin', gun him down
Put him on a tee, wit' them lil' wings and a crown
I was heaven-sent, now I'm hellbound
Call the paramedics 'cause I think I'm bleedin' out
f*ck n*gga, All y'all really want is clout
Hope them meds kill me, I'm tryna get out
[Outro]
Aye, hit my cell if you need some pounds
b*tch, I'm the trap 'til the sundown
And if I catch his ass slippin', gun him down
Put him on a tee, wit' them lil' wings and a crown
I was heaven-sent, now I'm hellbound
Call the paramedics 'cause I think I'm bleedin' out
f*ck n*gga, All y'all really want is clout
Hope them meds kill me, I'm tryna get out
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