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We Can Hit (Round 1)

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We Can Hit (Round 1)

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You say you stickin' to the script

Save that poppin’ at the lip and put your hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Grab a shovel, can you dig?

In my zone, we splittin' wigs

Ain't no time for talkin’ shit

Put yo' hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Bitches talkin' reckless, they trippin', they whole necklace

I don't need nobody, I'm showin' up and I'm wreckin’ shit (I am)

Bitches throwin’ shade, more wave, but I ain't sweatin’ it (I ain't)

I can beat yo' ass without puttin' any effort in

Your nigga identical to what’s between yo' legs and shit (Pussy)

Penny-pinchin' ass bitch, you stay on some petty shit

Respect this shit or you gon' end up injured by your neck and shit

We niggas gon' grab one, my niggas catchin' checks and shit

My people ready bitch

You say you stickin' to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Grab a shovel, can you dig?

In my zone, we splittin' wigs

Ain't no time for talkin' shit

Put yo' hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Yeah, I'm still a ghetto, pistol holdin', but I got them hands

Knock the fuck up out a nigga, meet me where you fuckin' stand

Bitch please, I'm like Creed, don't I make a nigga bleed?

Any day, catch a fade, and have you leakin' in the street

Bitch, I be on that stupid shit, I be goin' crazy dude

I been throwed off, Draco before middle school

Standin' real tall, like he hard, but his ass soft

Got a glass jaw, I'm a mothafuckin' southpaw, yeah

You say you stickin' to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Grab a shovel, can you dig?

In my zone, we splittin' wigs

Ain't no time for talkin' shit (Yeah)

Put yo' hands up, nigga

We can hit (Ayy, Jxm), we can hit (Ayy, Jxm)

We can hit (Ayy, Jxm), we can hit

(Jxm)

What it do, boy?

Huh, call yo' team, boy

Huh, you a green, boy

Why you makin' a scene, boy?

Huh, Hydroclean, yuh

Then I jump in a ring, boy (Huh)

Like AB, when the bell ring, I swing, boy (Huh)

Oh, you actin'?

Oh, you actin' up

What's gon' happen when somebody smack you up? (Smack)

TKO just because he wanna be tough (Tough)

Bet you fold (Fold) when somebody call your bluff (Yeah)

You say you stickin' to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Grab a shovel, can you dig?

In my zone, we splittin' wigs

Ain't no time for talkin' shit

Put yo' hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Crank it up in the parkin' lot, what these bitches talkin' 'bout?

Lately I been seein' a lot, lately I been hittin' the lot

Gold gloves, gold gloves, I don't remember where the apartment was

You remember me from m-o-b, throwin' bows, c-a-t-e

Nigga don't impress me, test me

Talkin' 'bout fuck shit, fuck around gon' be in the ICU

Nigga forever we come through and nigga, we gon' hit

If you talkin' 'bout stank ho, DJ Domo

You say you stickin' to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

Grab a shovel, can you dig?

In my zone, we splittin' wigs

Ain't no time for talkin' shit

Put yo' hands up, nigga

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

We can hit (We can hit), we can hit (We can hit)

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