Hit Or Miss ft. LulSwerve Lyrics

You need people like me so you can point your fucking finger and say, that's the bad guy

You just know how to hide

That's all

Me, I don't have that

Uh, uh, yeah

I know niggas steady lyin' in them songs they know about me

I ain't gotta say shit, this shit get deep

I call up Swerve, he hop out on feet

I put that shit on lookin' sweet

Swing that blatt, I'm lookin' sweet

I'm baggin' niggas, shit be sweet

You don't know about shit when it come to the streets

Huh, fuck nigga, yeah

Let's go

You see this drac in my hand, I'ma blow

It's tay bday, I'ma pour up a four

I'm really on shit, if you know then you know

Caught that case, nigga, had to get ghost

And the stu with the stick, I was jammin' off four

When I come through with that shit, nigga, get on the floor

Trap shit got old, had to choose a new route

Now I'm thumbin' through racks that I can't even count

Take a look in my eyes, you can see what I'm bout

Got too much money, shit couldn't even fit in my pouch

Now I can't stop till I touch me a million

Now I can't stop till my house on them hills

I know some real niggas that go for that kill

Stop actin' brand new, bitch, I do this for real

Bitch, I'm tryna get rich

When you spin on the opps, it's a hit or a miss

Got too much motion, I'm leavin' them sick

I come out that way and I'm damagin' shit

I pick up the drac and I'm handlin' shit

I ran this shit up, bitch, I came from nothin'

I worked for this shit, got this shit off the muscle

You play with my life, my youngin' gon' touch you

Hop out the car, my youngin' gon' crush em

To get up on that nigga, I swear that it's nothin'

Can't eat all day, cause my homie a Muslim

After I fuck her, I give her a punt

Fuck my white, bitch, just call me a cunt

Gotta stay with that rubber, but that bitch, she a slut

Told that bitch I'm tryna fuck

Pull up four lines, I ain't sippin' no tuss

This bitch playin' games, she givin' me guh

It's a two-man move, just me and my brother

Yeah, you know we slide for each other

I hop out that car and I hit at whoever

When that Switch get to hittin I'm changin' the weather

Bossed up my new bitch, my ex-bitch, she jealous

I stay with that shit, hit a nigga in his mellon

Walkin' round with that shit, hope the feds don't catch me

I'm lookin' for smoke, wish a nigga would test me

Opp ripp , gettin' born, tryna see where the next

Just hit my phone, I'ma get a together

Don't know about you, but I'm really a stepper

Long live, ma dukes bringin' that pressure

Shit too fast, I ain't ridin' no Tesla

Riding, no Tesla