Hit Maker (Clean)

Hit Maker (Clean) - EST Gee

Lyrics by：Aaron E Butler/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Oscar Braojos Garcia

Composed by：Aaron E Butler/George Stone III/Jeffrey Lynn Jones/Oscar Braojos Garcia

Phew

Phew

Phew

Phew

Baow

Baow

Flexin' on that b***h

Hold up

Yeah

With Rece

Slidin' through the city

Knockin' ****his b***h call

Girl think that I'm cheatin'

Phone keep chingin'

fifteen missed calls

FOREVERROLLING

All short and s**t when he up blick

Have a big n***a tryna get small

I'm on tele-court on my brother Porsche off two timed-release footballs

Left hand work flip phone

Right hand whack big dogs

With a dirty doubled up muddy cup

Same purple stuff killed Jim Jones

Brick weigher

Hit maker on an island

N***a

I'm Kim Jones

Real trapper

Cook it outside on a hot plate in the freezing cold

Different now

I have six figures

Still grittin'

Warmin' up pizza rolls

Reason I got a quarter million jewelry on my right wrist alone

fix the holes

Put my mix on it

And I know it's gettin' sold

Chrissy 'bows I bought for twenty-four

And they go for sixty

S**t

I ain't been to sleep

Been home to eat

Or changed my trench clothes

I'm off XOs in the red zone

Geekers tryna get the rest gone

In my city

It's so many opp n***as gettin' repped on

And the first time

You get the best d**e

But the next load get stepped on

And I'm ten toes

Stepping for the bros 'til I get sent home

N***as been h*es since big clothes

Calling young n***as they big bros

And I switched lows with a thick ho

Tryna turn this flick on

And my wrist froze

AP Skeleton with the big stones

If it's no

Don't grab no coat

That's code for coke

If you talkin' 'bout my worth was in dollars

I'm worth the most

I'll pull up

Tell 'em

Lace up that trunk

I buy in bulk

N***as couldn't beat me beefin'

They had to involve them folks

N***as toddlers

Broke and live with their mamas

These n***as jokers

This ain't no movie

Ain't no secret s**t to it

I'm just the GOAT

Keep it real

Heard your statement was sealed

You n***as spoke

He ain't feel safe when he got out that day

Told his PO

Fakin' like he want that smoke

Me and him both know that he don't

I don't feel alone

All of these dead n***as I keep on smokin' on

Let's get it on

You ain't tryna pop nothin' but a poppin' song

And I been wrong

But I got right that same night and I changed my phone

I never told

Never heard of no rumor where they said I told

I'll never fold unless it's foldin' up luggage with heavy loads

Never

N***as known for bein' nothin'

Never doin' nothin' gangster

N***as never made no money

Ain't never made no noise on they block

Don't even run they block

Mm

Plus you n***as been rappin' for fifteen years

And ain't got s**t up

Free Mo