Album Name

Hit Bout It

Artist

Lil Yachty

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.02.19

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Yeah yeah go
Woke up feelin' shiesty
I'm on a uh Go
Yeah okay
Who the hell is-
Grrr grrr grrr grrr
Yeah uh
Woke up feelin' shiesty
give me that pussy nicely Go
Hundred thousand on an ice piece
finna fuck a Pisces Mm
Fifty hoes wanna be wifey
that's just too unlikely
Pull up six deep just like the Isleys
pick your next move wisely Go
They say talk is cheap
but fuck that my convo pricey Yeah
Two hundred racks inside a shoebox
bitch these ain't no Nikes Ooh
She think I'm finna trick I told her
Don't get too excited
Nigga touch one hair
on top of my head
them boys incitin' riots
I fuck her from the back
and grip her neck
this bitch can't keep quiet Ah
The big bad hood you said you
from is lookin' mighty quiet
Shut up
I only eat my main bitch pussy
I'm on a straight diet
My shooter lookin'
like a center homie 6'5
Could kill me once
could even kill me twice
shit I got six lives Yeah
I'm thinkin' of movin' to Africa
and marry six wives Yeah
I'm in New York
we still got several poles
and seven big knives Uh
Might take his life
for tellin' several lies
can't let shit fly Fuck
'Cause if we do
he'll tell the next guy
and then it's all bad Uh
Who said that you
could come around this side
without a hall pass Uh
I used to tweak pourin' fours
and Wock' inside a wine glass
These niggas burnt
outchea' poppin' Xans
for a bypass Who the hell is-
I see you niggas every single
time like an eyelash Uh
Bitch said she like athletes
so I walked in with them thigh pads
I'm paranoid
I can't hang out for long
bitch I'm a nomad Uh
Christmas came around
and I had bought
my steppers doormats Uh
Inside the whip the seats is
bright orange like the Lorax Fuck
I'm built tough
was made to be outside
just like Gore-Tex
I should make a song about Ferraris
I don't do 'Vettes Fuck
My brother need a new Tek
my mama want a new bag
These niggas flip-flop every week
they in a new set Fuck
I know these niggas hate me
'cause I run around
like a nuisance
Too fly over niggas heads
like an air vent
Where I'm from it's one way
in and out just like a camp tent
Put a convertible on the Glock
it look like Lamborghini Yeah
Put a convertible on the Glock
it look like Lamborghini
I just told lil' baby to bop
before my girl see me
Who the hell is-
Pull that lil' stack
get niggas whacked
you better not look for pinky
In and out the trap
that's where I stay
but I ain't one sleepin'
I'm totin' an SK for no reason
all my opps are dead
I got rubies on my teeth
and plus my Molly's red
I'ma drop his ass soon as I see him
it ain't no discussion
Told her it ain't nothin' to get
her a bust down
if that pussy bussin'
All of a sudden bitches love me
'cause I'm gettin' money
I'ma punish any nigga decide
to stand in front of me
I was spendin' bands before
it was a trend from the ugly
Always got revenge
if I ain't get my man
I got his cousin
They know I made my woodwork
hop out with a Oak
Haters poppin' out the woodwork
but they wanna prope
Talkin' straight gas nigga
I want all the smoke
I just told Lil Yachty to scoot over
let me drive the boat
AR with the scope
'cause the Cartier's nearsighted
Just got a nigga yoked
you don't like it
we could hit 'bout it
We could hit 'bout it
yeah we could hit 'bout it
Hittin' the missionary
she start yellin' tell her
Be quiet
I'm with Lil Yachty
we got twin 'Raris
We don't fuck with niggas
you don't like it
we could hit 'bout it
Who the hell is-
We could hit 'bout it yeah
we could hit 'bout it
I ain't passin' my reefer
you don't like it
we could hit 'bout it
We could hit 'bout it
yeah we could hit 'bout it
I ain't doin' no features
you don't like it
we could hit 'bout it
Hit 'bout it hit 'bout it