Real Hitta (feat. Kodak Black) (Explicit)

Real Hitta (feat. Kodak Black) (Explicit) - Plies/Kodak Black

Yea

Baby I'm a certified smacker

Plies Kodak

I'm a real deal sniper ya knaaa mean

Yea yea

I know yeen never been with no real hitta

No real ni**a

I'm talm about like a ni**a dat really got a sack though

I'm talm about like being cuffed by the boss and not the runner

Yea dat way

Have you ever made love to a real hitta

Yea a ni**a that's always in the field

Probably finessin' probably out here drug dealin'

I wanna know

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

I done came back from pissin' inside the trump hotel

'Fore I take it in I got to catch me one more sell

Name saved up under febreze cause she ain't got no smell

I can hit it from the back ain't got to hold my breath

All these hundreds on me got me startin' to look like a scammer

All that a** she got back there startin' to look like a pamper

Pull up on ya a** with a bag just like I'm Santa

Plug name Julio but he don't play for Atlanta

The only millionare you know that wear D**e Boy Ree's

You ain't never f**ked a ni**a that had this much cheese

I'm just tryna run you crazy like they tried Kanye

Treat you like the mailman make you come once a day

Have you ever made love to a real hitta

Yea a ni**a that's always in the field

Probably finessin' probably out here drug dealin'

I wanna know

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

Baby you know I'm out here in these streets I gotta get it

If I ain't on the corner I'm in the 'yo bae I be busy

But you gotta pray for me cause these niggas be hatin' in my city

And you gotta thank god everyday he be lettin' you be with me

I'ma get in that lil p**sy like I'm just gettin' outta prison

And word around town he bagged a ni**a but he didn't

I'm sniper gang baby I got more stripes than the navy

And ain't nothin' changed because I motherf**kin' made it

I'm a real hitta I'm a real ni**a I'ma treat you like a lady

I'm a real hitta so every pistol I got it ain't on safety

And if I ain't call ya back then bae I'm gettin' to that money

But I'ma come through and I'ma f**k ya like the police lookin' for me

Have you ever made love to a real hitta

Yea a ni**a that's always in the field

Probably finessin' probably out here drug dealin'

I wanna know

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow aye

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call ya baby

I get ya hair done so much they start to think you a beautician

These lil' niggas tryna come up only reason they diss me

Ya last man bought you Bebe but I'll buy you Givenchy

Biggest thing he ever did for you was take you to chili's

Keep a bank in my pocket call me plies Fargo

Sex game undefeated think I'm 100-0

I don't go nowhere for free if you got a check I'll go

Ya last man he was petty tell him I said so

I be hustlin' so hard I lose track of the days

That lil p**sy was so sorry I call it minimum wage

'Fore you leave this earth baby you better getchu a hitta

Talkin' one that got a bag and drop that rod like a Killa

Yea I just wanna know

Have you ever made love to a real hitta