Hittaz

作曲：aja amari canyon

作词：aja amari canyon

I got sum hittaz

Brrratt

Slatt

You know who the ** it is

Slime **

Aye

Uh

Lemme tell ya sum

I-I

I know sum ** in the ville

They b ready for a kill

Got my hittaz out in memphis

Laying low up in the trenches

Plenty shooters in atlanta wit the drakos and the hammers

From the hood we living good

Driving lambos and the phantoms

Out the mud baby

You know I'm a thug baby

Yeah I'm the plug baby

Trap been showing love lately

I get it, stack it, and flip it

Cause being broke ian widdit

They way i flip on a beam

You would think that I'm a gymnast

When you born in the struggle

You make it do what it do

When you starving in these streets

You would kill for sum food

I need the bread and the cheese

AK's and 223's

Red dot to the dome

Snipers posted in the trees

I just wanna feed my people

I see the hurt in the eyes

Trynna move em out west and let em watch the sunrise

I aint even made it yet

Just know I'm having my way

Even on my off days imma still get paid

Im good in every hood don't you ever forget it

Keep the toolie in the louie ** play imma rip it

Imma walking lick riding round wit a stick

Im with the gang you know we bang

You hoes only got a clique

**

Know sum ** in the ville

They b ready for a kill

Got my hittaz out in memphis

Laying low up in the trenches

Plenty shooters in atlanta wit the drakos and the hammers

From the hood we living good

Driving lambos and the phantoms

Shooters all up in my circle

Index thumb in a circle

** ** and they fertile

Mixing red with the purple

Had to gone hit the dash

12 was right up on my **

Im ya plug favorite plug serving lil homies gas

Hood baby at heart with rich ** tendencies

When i say that I'm from memphis ian claiming tennessee

Balenciaga louie v all this money blue and green

In the benz wit the B's wit a trunk full of P's

I aint gotta ** these **

Cause they **ing wit me

Keep it a bean

Keep it P

Now they part of my team

I got love for all my shottas

Trust me

You don't want no problems

Catch a body

Not gone solve it

Trust me

You don't want no problems

Slime these ** out

Put sum bullets in his mouth

Spray that ** mama house

Cause that ** ran his mouth

Not religious

Rocking christian's

Red bottoms

Blood dripping

** mighty and hey crippin'

Getting guap so we aint tripping

Know sum ** in the ville

They b ready for a kill

Got my hittaz out in memphis

Laying low up in the trenches

Plenty shooters in atlanta wit the drakos and the hammers

From the hood we living good

Driving lambos and the phantoms