Doe Boy, Moneybagg Yo - Split It lyrics

Cotrell Dennard

[Doe Boy, Moneybagg Yo - Split It lyrics]

Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it, (Let's go)
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, drill it, come on, mix it (Brrt)
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, quit it, is you with it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, drill it, come on, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, quit it, is you with it

I'm just tryna hit it
You not with it, get up mix it (Fool)
You can't catch us slipping
If he slip he get up drilling (Ayy)
My youngin be tripping
Ain't no question if he with it (Ayy)
'Cause fingers, they itchy
They itch for that extension (Ayy)
Watch it, up it, boss it, load my clip up, gotta stuff it
You ain't clutchin', bossin' nothing
You not hard you soft as muffins
I throw hunnid at the honey
Don't be tripping, I'm like fuck it
Yeah, she love it, damn right she love it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip, whip it
Get it, get it, get it 'til my neck she hit it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip, whip it
Hit it, quit it, split it, you ain't with it, get missing ayy

Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it, let's go
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, drill it, come on, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, quit it, is you with it

Hit her and her blood sister
I call that a double blessing
When I buss and you don't catch it
She dvd you get ejected
Coronavirus necklace
CKP my wrist infected
Down to the last of the dope so I scratch it
A fault to a quarter gotta finesse it
Your profile look like the wheels on flat
Smell the runs 'cause the window is cracked
Swerving hard I done spilled my yet
Big ol' speaker like the bass in the back (Boom)
Hit licks with my niggas
Then we split it down the middle
Thinking this is just a little
Burn your block up like a griddle
Gang gang
All red everything on flame gang
Send a chain to my nigga in the chain gang
If it's real ay bring the whole plate man
Swap out the Glock for a chopper
Your beef is synthetic, Impossible Whopper
I stand up tall a backer
I'm really that, you just a impostor (My clone)

Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it, let's go
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, drill it, come on, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, quit it, is you with it ay
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Get it, flip it, hit it, split it, quit it, get up, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, drill it, come on, mix it
Hit it, split it, hit it, split it, quit it, is you with it, let's go

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