Hit lyrics

by

Li Rye


[Intro]
Rrah, rrah, rrah
Y'all n*ggas be hoes
Stop stuntin' like you like that, you ain't like that, lil' bruh, stop (Ayo, Egype made this)

[Chorus]
Rollin' off an Addy, tryna bust a n*gga in his sh*t
Trigger finger, I can make a semi shoot like it's a switch
30 pass me the stick, I let it hit, rrah, rrah
I got real aim, b*tch, you won't never see me f*ckin' miss
New Draco with the banana clip, I go apesh*t
JB love to to take sh*t, he lay down and don't say sh*t (Free lil' bro)
n*ggas know to get low when that K hit
Might go'n spin in the same 'fit I bust his f*ckin' brain with

[Verse 1]
Hop out on a n*gga if he reach, take off his head
Hollow tip rip through a n*gga body, we leave him dead
I just threw four Percs inside my body, I keep seein' red
Boy, you been a b*tch, you can't come around, all that actin' scarеd
We put sh*t to bed like mеlatonin, come swallow this clip
Chopper bullets break a n*gga bones and make his body flip
If I ain't got it on me, JB pass me his from off his hip
Missin' you, wishin' you was here
n*ggas hoes, live they life in fear
When I'm with my brothers, ain't worried 'bout a thing, they bust it just like me
I'm tryna leave a stain just like I did that boy on D-I-P
Face on a shirt, left him deceased, I popped his ass just like some grease
You b*tch n*ggas can't f*ck with me, these n*ggas know what up with me
[Chorus]
Rollin' off an Addy, tryna bust a n*gga in his sh*t
Trigger finger, I can make a semi shoot like it's a switch
30 pass me the stick, I let it hit, rrah, rrah
I got real aim, b*tch, you won't never see me f*ckin' miss
New Draco with the banana clip, I go apesh*t
JB love to to take sh*t, he lay down and don't say sh*t (Free lil' bro)
n*ggas know to get low when that K hit
Might go'n spin in the same 'fit I bust his f*ckin' brain with

[Verse 2]
Mixin' Addys and Perkies, thinkin' 'bout murder, tryna catch a n*gga lackin'
Corey bangin' GD, he throw bullets like somethin' outta Madden
Catch a body, then go duck off, act like I don't know what happened
Told that lil' b*tch I'm gon' leave holes in his fitted for all that f*ckin' cappin'
You been a ho (I'm stretchin' him, think the city know)
b*tch, you gon' get your face split down the middle if you drop a four
n*gga said that he gon' see 'bout me, b*tch, what you waitin' for?
I only got one body on my belt and, b*tch, I need some more
I'm tryna up the score
Lil Rod and Lauren watch me leave a n*gga leakin' on the floor
I see my brother name on black and white, f*ck the love, that b*tch gotta go
Been pourin' fours since I woke up, this b*tch keep askin' why I'm movin' slow
Tryna ball like I'm Doodie Lo, clutchin' bad in the studio, f*ckin' on this lil' booty ho
She eat that di*k like she ain't ate before
That sh*t still don't make that b*tch my ho
I done f*cked so many friend groups, this sh*t easy
Overkill a n*gga ass quick like I'm Peezy
On downers, I'm Li Rye
Just popped a bean, now I'm Li Reezy
These hollows knock the wind from out his chest, ain't no more breathin'
I can make a ho come chew on my di*k like she teethin'
He don't think he could catch a faceshot out in public for no reason
I hate when it's wintertime, they b*tch ass don't come outside when it's freezin'
On God, I can't wait for the summer, n*ggas dyin' all season
I got real love for my city, I could crash, still ain't leavin'
I f*ck with some Bloods (What that mean?), that I'm gon' leave a n*gga bleedin'
[Outro]
I already left one n*gga bleedin'
That pus*y-ass n*gga beggin' for his life
I be tryna see who next
I do this sh*t for real, you ain't got no bodies, n*gga, I can't beef with you
Ayy, Street, ayy, you can turn that ho off
It just, it just went off
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