Hit UP lyrics
by CJ
[Intro]
K LO K
Look
[Chorus]
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
[Post-Chorus]
Can't f*ck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that b*tch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n*ggas hate me, uh
Ask your b*tch, she say I'm her favorite
[Verse 1]
Pass me the sitchy
You know this sh*t can get tricky, look
I catch a Blixky, yeah
Man down in my city, uh
If you talkin' hot, thirty rounds in this Glock, uh
Straight to his top, yeah, make a n*gga diddy bop
[Chorus]
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
[Post-Chorus]
Can't f*ck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that b*tch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n*ggas hate me, uh
Ask your b*tch, she say I'm her favorite
[Verse 2]
I do a hit in a Tesla
n*gga, I'm the king of this sh*t, no pressure
She like, "Why you so extra?"
Shut up, b*tch, before you get fessed up
You can't finesse a finesser, yeah
Now I'm back on my bully
I do a drill in a hoodie, yeah
And the clip loaded fully
Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata
Yeah, I said it again
f*ck that sh*t, we ain't makin' no friends
Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz
[Chorus]
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
[Post-Chorus]
Can't f*ck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that b*tch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n*ggas hate me, uh
Ask your b*tch, she say I'm her favorite
[Outro]
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n*ggas hate me, uh
Ask your b*tch, she say I'm her favorite