get hit ft. glofromda4 Lyrics

Walk in your trap, and I'm taking the brick

That hundred round drum hit that boy in his shit

I slide on your block, with a glock, if a nigga talk down on the gang, he get put on a pick

Ain't worried about a hoe, I ain't worried about a bitch

I stay with my dog, like we Lilo and Stitch

And no, nigga, you cannot be 1500, because nigga, we already know you a snitch

Catch a opp, on the block, get dirty

I'm on your block, with a chop, better hurry

I got a K on my back, glock on my lap, know that a nigga ain't worried

I call up guapo, they said they want smoke, I'ma push on your block, bet the block get buried

I got a gunner, stay in Atlanta, hundred round drum, shoot, Curry

Bitch, I be shooting like Dirk Nowitski

No, we not linking, I told you, I'm busy

That boy a rat, I'm not talking about Mickey

Choppa gonna spray, that bitch gunning him down

Keep a lil tec, I got 500 pounds

Glock-19, it got 500 rounds

Hit this bitch quick, then I gotta go bounce, what

Talk on the slatt, then I bet he get hit

You said what, "you is a bitch"

Hit from the back, and then I gotta dip

Calling me baby, I don't got a bib

My niggas shooting like Dirk Nowitski

Ain't had no chest, so I paid for her titties

Shawty petite, itty bitty

Your money tiny, itty bitty

Your money tiny, like Ant-Man, huh

Sipping on lean, and I'm counting up

I am too cold, like Canada

Send me the pack, bitch, I'm packing it up

I got a shooter named Travis, no Astro

Fuck, then I dip, say I'm a asshole

"come here", bitch, I'm breaking your backbone

Said he a trapper, he don't really trap, though

Only got one, where the fuck is your trap phone

Taking your bitch, and I hit from the back, though

Can't fuck with a treesh, 'cuz I can't get backdoored

Taking your bitch, but I'm giving her back, though

Spray with my choppa, I feel like Rambo

Fuck with the gang, can't be fucking with randos

Said that's your trap, but that's really a bando

Walk in your trap, and I'm taking the brick

That hundred round drum hit that boy in his shit

I slide on your block, with a glock, if a nigga talk down on the gang, he get put on a pick

Ain't worried about a hoe, I ain't worried about a bitch

I stay with my dog, like we Lilo and Stitch

And no, nigga, you cannot be 1500, because nigga, we already know you a snitch

Catch a opp, on the block, get dirty

I'm on your block, with a chop, better hurry

I got a K on my back, glock on my lap, know that a nigga ain't worried

I call up guapo, they said they want smoke, I'ma push on your block, bet the block get buried

I got a gunner, stay in Atlanta, hundred round drum, shoot, Curry

Bitch, I be shooting like Dirk Nowitski

No, we not linking, I told you, I'm busy

That boy a rat, I'm not talking about Mickey

Choppa gonna spray, that bitch gunning him down

Keep a lil tec, I got 500 pounds

Glock-19, it got 500 rounds

Hit this bitch quick, then I gotta go bounce, what

Talk on the slatt, then I bet he get hit

You said what, "you is a bitch"

Hit from the back, and then I gotta dip

Calling me baby, I don't got a bib

My niggas shooting like Dirk Nowitski

Ain't had no chest, so I paid for her titties

Shawty petite, itty bitty

Your money tiny, itty bitty

Your money tiny, like Ant-Man, huh

Sipping on lean, and I'm counting up

I am too cold, like Canada

Send me the pack, bitch, I'm packing it up

I got a shooter named Travis, no Astro

Fuck, then I dip, say I'm a asshole

"come here", bitch, I'm breaking your backbone

Said he a trapper, he don't really trap, though

Only got one, where the fuck is your trap phone

Taking your bitch, and I hit from the back, though

Can't fuck with a treesh, 'cuz I can't get backdoored

Taking your bitch, but I'm giving her back, though

Spray with my choppa, I feel like Rambo

Fuck with the gang, can't be fucking with randos

Said that's your trap, but that's really a bando