Hit Different Lyrics

Made a song about you, said yeen miss me now I'm out yo way

Back to poppin' shit, this shit hit different when you're jewelry ain't fake,

Had to boss up on my own, these fake ass niggas just be in the way

If I want you dead, you gone, test me nigga, you play you lay

Need mo ammo, straight to the base, but Ion wanna see them fuck niggas' face

They tried to jam me up with a case, talm bout they saw me drinkin' everyday

Other day I took the cops on a chase, doing the dash, I wasnt even racing

Don't get out of line, bitch, know your place, all my hoes come in different races

All my hoes, they bad as shit, can't be my bitch, yeen suckin' dick

Spent 5K on chain and wrist, be damned, my i'll let a nigga take my shit

Buy what I want, feel like I'm rich, my next fit gon' be with some Ricks

All my niggas got fye, we don't share blicks, hope your gang got sticks

Cause this shit gon' end bad, these hollow tips gon' touch your ass

We in the club, make niggas mad, cause we take bitches like a snack

Never mad, always relaxed, 2015 take me back

I was 14, gettin' some ass, outside late nights, back to back

That was shit, was all fun, you can come outside, you ain't need no gun

15 to 16, was good run, I was livin' life, yeen talm bout nun

Greek' life, scrollin' for fun, I always knew I was the one

So many hoes tryna have my son, but I ain't goin' for shit, for nun

I was 18 when I bought my Charger, now it's time to whip a Maybach

I met a freak bitch in the army, took five minutes told her to layback

Got my blick while I'm performin', don't touch me nigga, better get back

I stopped shoppin' at Neiman Marcus, make my own shit I can charge a rack

I be fresh as fuck, don't go nowhere dressed up in all black

Rather chill at the crib with your bitch, have her massaging my back

After I fuck she get kicked out and her ass never comin' back

Got too many hoes, need to relax, I turned to a Mack

Made a song about you, said yeen miss me now I'm out yo way

Back to poppin' shit, this shit hit different when you're jewelry ain't fake,

Had to boss up on my own, these fake ass niggas just be in the way

If I want you dead, you gone, test me nigga, you play you lay

Need mo ammo, straight to the base, but Ion wanna see them fuck niggas' face

They tried to jam me up with a case, talm bout they saw me drinkin' everyday

Other day I took the cops on a chase, doing the dash, I wasnt even racing

Don't get out of line, bitch, know your place, all my hoes come in different races