hit stick

Kodak Black

Yeah, uh, uh, uh
[?] , yeah

Blitz a nigga shit, hit stick tackle
Soon as the Spyder whip, get off the streets
swing it right after, mm
I get on a bih, nothin make me back up
Think I got a bih, oh, he sleep, come here, boy, smack em
Uh, tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation, boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper, mm
It s a nigga shit, I hit stick tackle so, mm
that street s flamin

Yeah, hide your kids, hide your bih
cause we ain t missin nothin
By today I m tryna have a fuck nigga shitting blood
Early morning she ll thought we was just night riders
How them switches hittin frutu taz, call him typewriter
I get on a nigga ass like Bebe Kids
Skis and fatigues, fuck you mean the feds raid the crib?
Got so many souls, I can start a haunted house
If a nigga make it on my radar, might as well start countin
If that nigga just like me, he tryna take your life
I m a righteous reaper, bruh
just please don t let me think I m right
I m a fuckin heartbreaker, soul snatcher
It s just only a matter of time
before your time stop, bastard

Blitz a nigga shit, hit stick tackle
Soon as the Spyder whip
get off the streets, swing it right after, mm
I get on a bih, nothin make me back up
Think I got a bih, oh, he sleep, come here, boy, smack em
Uh, tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation, boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper, mm
It s a nigga shit, I hit stick tackle so, mm
that street s flamin

Niggas play with my top and get dismantled
that s on gang (That s on gang)
Back parked at ya drop, kidnap ya, fuck yo age (Boy)
Niggas get round me and run they bag up
this shit contagious (Damn)
Stood up, showered that boy with the lead
nigga thought that he was baking
Even your mama know
that you gon get a toe tag soon for fuckin with me, boy
Should ve stayed on the porch (Bitch)
Bitch, I m on your line like your phone tag
straight crush a nigga up
Smokin with a swally joint (Nigga)
You hollerin , Snipers, keep your aim on point,
that shit get banged up frontin
Lil breh, it ain t no point (Mm)
For the juvenile turned convicts
Niggas and bitches and police hatin
cause me and my dog rich

Blitz a nigga shit, hit stick tackle
Soon as the Spyder whip, get off the streets
swing it right after, mm
I get on a bih, nothin make me back up
Think I got a bih, oh, he sleep, come here, boy, smack em
Uh, tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation, boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper, mm
It s a nigga shit, I hit stick tackle so, mm
that street s flamin