收聽YFN Lucci的Hit 'Em Up (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Hit 'Em Up (Explicit)

YFN Lucci2018年11月9日

Hit 'Em Up (Explicit) 歌詞

Hit 'Em Up (Explicit) - YFN Lucci

Lyrics by:Rayshawn L. Bennett/Kevin Andre Price/Darryl Clemmons/Joshua Samuels

Produced by:Go Grizzly/Pooh Beatz/Turn Me Up Josh

Think it's a game

Think it's a game

Think it's a game

Think it's a game

Think it's a game

Yeah yeah yeah

Ayy ayy ayy uh

Huh-uh look

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Don't make me broad day

Broad day

Broad day

Don't make me broad day

Broad day

Broad day

Eeey

Uuhh

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Yeah ayy they gon' make me broad day 'em yeah

Ayy don't make me broad day 'em hey-ayy uh

See uh I been playin' keepers yeah

Playin' keepers

Feed 'em to my man I hope

My man eat 'em huh yeah

Come holler at your mans I got them things cheaper huh

Ayy we got off-white tan molly for the geekers

Ayy follie on me freezer

Dolce jersey Derek Jeter

Two sticks and one Desert Eagle

Can't find you we get your people

This one for my dead people huh-huh

I see dead people hey-hey

I got a closet full of nothin' but old dead people yeah

I got some problems

I take my problems out on other people yeah

I got no problem with shootin' it out

Don't give no d**n n***a hey

I got no problem with shootin' it out

Don't give no d**n yeah

I got a whole hundred rounds and

I pray it don't jam yeah

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Don't make me broad day

Don't make me broad day

Don't make me broad day

Don't make me broad day 'em yeah hey uh

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Yeah ayy they gon' make me broad day

Broad day yeah

Ayy don't make me broad day 'em hey-ayy uh

Ayy I put one carat in my nose three carat an ear

If I put like six carats on him he gon' disappear

I'm givin' out I'm sendin' out gifts sendin' moms an M

We maskin' up like it's halloween every day of the year

I'm comin' off the hip huh you

Know we'll toss the shrimp huh

Ayy we eat lobster a lot of pasta real mobster 'dem

You know my pops a pimp you know my moms like Brazil

Got a crib in Austell and it's only for the mail and

I be high as hell I could probably

Smoke a bale

You know that runts got a different smell

Leave him there let him smell

Never ever leave a trail yeah f**k n***a

He ain't get a chance to tell ayy p***y n***a

'Cause I just

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Don't make me broad day 'em

Broad day 'em yeah

Don't make me broad day 'em

Broad day 'em yeah uh

Aaahh

Hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up hit 'em up

Yeah ayy they gon' make me broad day 'em yeah

Ayy don't make me broad day 'em hey-ayy uh

Pooh you a fool for this one

Pooh you a fool for this one

Go grizz

Go grizz

Go grizz

Go grizz

Go grizz

 

Turn me up josh