Midwxst - hit em lyrics
[Midwxst - hit em lyrics]
GloryTee c'mon Coupe, hop in
I'm off the gas, bitch
You know that I'm geeked
My niggas shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that shit is a certain
Niggas be snaking, I watch for the serpents
(Bitch)
Wearing them clothes that you cannot buy
Stop all the talking if you not gon' slide
Run up on gang then your ass finna die
We lit up his car like he Bonnie and Clyde
Fuck with the gang, you get put in the dirt
Give me that bread if your ass want a verse
Pay me that 10K, out of my way
Going on tour while your ass away
Bow, bullet go right through his shirt
Talking on gang, boy
You got some damn nerves
Put that lil' boy in the ground, in a hearse
I'm in that Benz and that
Shit just might swerve
I'm in first place, you not even third
Ran up a milli' off saying some words
Remember the days I was singing in church
Drift in the whip, this bitch got some torque
Sell out a show, sell out my tour
Already got money, I want some more
That boy need help, he needs some support
Your girl wanna come, she wanna fuck me
I'm going up, bitch, know I'm lucky
My bro keep the K, I'm not talking Kentucky
I got your main ho at my crib
She wanna suck me getting that cheese
I'm not talking 'bout Chuck E
Whipping that Benz like that shit a buggy
Call up my soldiers, not talking 'bout Bucky
I had your girl over, yeah, she was lovely
I'ma count up my stacks, only gon' add
All that money, I'ma get that cash
Go way too fast, bitch, I might crash
But I don't even know nigga
Guess that's that
I'm off the gas, bitch
You know that I'm geeked
My niggas shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that shit is a certain
Niggas be snaking, I watch for the serpents
I'm off the gas, bitch
You know that I'm geeked
My niggas shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that shit is a certain
Niggas be snaking, I watch for the serpents
(Bitch)
Wearing them clothes that you cannot buy
Stop all the talking if you not gon' slide
Run up on gang then your ass finna die
We lit up his car like he Bonnie and Clyde
Fuck with the gang, you get put in the dirt
Give me that bread if your ass want a verse
Pay me that 10K, out of my way
Going on tour while your ass away
Bow, bullet go right through his shirt
Talking on gang, boy
You got some damn nerves
Put that lil' boy in the ground, in a hearse
I'm in that Benz and that
Shit just might swerve
I'm in first place, you not even third
Ran up a milli' off saying some words
Remember the days I was singing in church
Drift in the whip, this bitch got some torque
Sell out a show, sell out my tour
Already got money, I want some more
That boy need help, he needs some support
Your girl wanna come, she wanna fuck me
I'm going up, bitch, know I'm lucky
My bro keep the K, I'm not talking Kentucky
I got your main ho at my crib
She wanna suck me getting that cheese
I'm not talking 'bout Chuck E
Whipping that Benz like that shit a buggy
Call up my soldiers, not talking 'bout Bucky
I had your girl over, yeah, she was lovely
I'ma count up my stacks, only gon' add
All that money, I'ma get that cash
Go way too fast, bitch, I might crash
But I don't even know nigga
Guess that's that
I'm off the gas, bitch
You know that I'm geeked
My niggas shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that shit is a certain
Niggas be snaking, I watch for the serpents