we can hit (round 1)

you say you sticking to the script

save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up

nigga

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

grab a shoulder can you dig

in my zone we splittin'wigs

ain't no time for talkin' shit

put your hands up

nigga

we can hit

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

bitches talkin' reckless forgetting the significance

i don't need no fighting

i'm showing up and i'm recking shit

bitches throwin' shade my way

but i'm ain't sweatin' it

i can beat your ass without putting any effort in

your nigga identical to what's between your legs and shit

penny pinchin' ass bitch

you stuck on some petty shit

respect this shit or you gon' end up injured by your neck and shit

real niggas go grab hands

my niggas cashing checks and shit

my people ready bitch

you say you sticking to the script

save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up

nigga

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

grab a shoulder can you dig

in my zone we splittin'wigs

ain't no time for talkin' shit

put your hands up

nigga

we can hit

we can hit we can hit

we can hit

yeah

i'm still a ghetto pistol holding

but i got them hands

i give a fuck about a nigga

meet me where you fuckin' stand

bitch please

i might creed

known to make a nigga flee

any day catch a fade and have you leakin' in the street

bitch

i be on that stupid shit i he going crazy

doing our thing throwed off

draco before middle school

standin' real tall

like he hard

but his ass soft

got a glass jaw

i'm a mutha fuckin' south paw

you say you sticking to the script

save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up

nigga

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

grab a shoulder can you dig

in my zone we splittin'wigs

ain't no time for talkin' shit

put your hands up

nigga

we can hit

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

what it do boy

huh hide your chin boy

huh

you a green boy

why you makin' a scene boy

huh

i drop clean then i jump in the ring boy

like a beat

when the bell ring i swing boy

oh

you actin' oh

you actin' up

what's gon' happen

when somebody smack you up

tko just because he wanna be tough

bet you fold when somebody call your bluff

you say you sticking to the script

save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up

nigga

we can hit we can hit

we can hit we can hit

grab a shoulder can you dig

in my zone we splittin'wigs

ain't no time for talkin' shit

put your hands up

nigga

we can hit

we can hit we can hit

we can hit

crank it up in the parking lot

what these bitches talkin' about

lately i been seein' a lot

lately i been hitting the lot

gold gloves

gold gloves

i don't remember where the apartment was

you remember me from mob

throwin' bows c.i.t.e. nigga don't impress me

test me

talkinbout fuck shit