Hit Stick lyrics

by

Rojay MLP


[Intro]
Wa, yeah
Ha, yeah
Free Top and free Ten, b*tch
You know how we comin', ya heard me? (Ha)
Ayy
(Tiny, this b*tch the one, dummy)

[Chorus]
Dirty money, I bet if I touch it, I can make it clean (Yeah)
You know the deal, we keep it real, b*tch, it ain't no in-between
Fell asleep, off that juice, woke up from a lucid dream (Ha)
Can't see me turning like Bishop, then Q, and Raheem (Okay)
I'm my brothers keeper, yes I am (Bah, bah)
Never snitching on no n*gga, if we end up in the jam (Yeah, huh, on gang)
Told the plug to fly in and then hit me when he land (Hit me when you land)
Walk inside thе trap tonight, and we leave out with thеm bands, like "What you sayin'?"

[Verse]
I call on you, you call on me, I'll be your helping hand (I'll be your helping hand)
These n*ggas dusty, claim they're spinning like a ceiling fan (These n*ggas ain't spinning, yeah)
pus*y softer than a sponge, tryna be like Dirty Dan (pus*y)
Need to be left in the trash, like a empty soda can (Woo)
Mobbin' off what a b*tch do, you supposed to be her man
I say "Go", and they say "Cool", b*tch, we're going Super Saiyan (Ah, yeah)
If they eating and watch you starve, then you need some better friends (Some better friends)
How you learn from your mistakes if you gon' do that sh*t again? (Gon' do that sh*t again, b*tch)
Comin' through your window, like my name was Bruh-Man (Gang, gang)
Got some sh*t that burn you bad, it'll probably give you a sun tan (A sun tan)
Marching through your hood, with a stick that's loud as a band (Grraw-baow-baow)
Don't you let 'em catch you slippin' under any circ*mstance
Trying me like playing the lottery, you ain't have a better chance (Might have a better chance)
Man down, here we go, somebody call a ambulance (Somebody call a ambulance)
All that dissin' on the net, you'll end up dying behind that 'Gram (You'll end up dying behind that 'Gram)
I ain't tryna be nobody else 'cause I know who I am
You can't Dodge me in that Ram (Ooh)

[Chorus]
Dirty money, I bet if I touch it, I can make it clean (Yay, yeah)
You know the deal, we keep it real, b*tch, it ain't no in-between (Ha)
Fell asleep, off that juice, woke up from a lucid dream (Ha)
Can't see me turning like Bishop, then Q, and Raheem
I'm my brothers keeper, yes I am (Bah, bah, yeah, yeah)
Never snitching on no n*gga, if we end up in the jam (In the jam)
Told the plug to fly in, and then hit me when he land (Hit me when you land)
Walk inside the trap tonight, and we leave out with them bands, you understand? Yeah (You understand)
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