Hit Bout It (Freestyle) (feat. Oz9x) - Ea5tward

Yeah, yeah, go Woke up, feelin' shiesty I'm on a, uh Yeah, uh-huh (Who the hell is-) Woke up, feelin' shiesty, give me that pussy nicely Hundred thousand on an ice piece, finna fuck a Pisces 50 hoes wanna be wifey, that's just too unlikely Pull up, six deep just like the Isleys, pick your next move wisely They say talk is cheap, but fuck that, my convo pricy 200 racks inside that shoebox, bitch, it ain't no Nikes 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, she can't keep quiet This big, bad hood, you said you from lookin' mighty quiet I only eat my main bitch pussy, I'm on a strict diet My shooter lookin' like a center, homie 6'5" Could kill me once, could even kill me twice, shit, I got six lives I'm thinkin' movin' to Africa to marry six wives I'm in New York, we stay with several pole and seven big knives Might take his life for tellin' several lies, can't let shit fly 'Cause if we do, he'll tell the next guy, and then it's all bad Who said he could come around this side without a hall pass? I used to tweak, pourin' fours and Wock' inside a wine glass These niggas burned, tryna pop Xans for a bypass (who the hell is-) I see you niggas every single time like an eyelash This 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 Christmas came around, and I had bought all steppers doormats Inside the whip, the seats are bright orange like the Lorax 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 My brother need a new tech, my mama want a new bag This niggas flip-flop every week, they in a new set 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 block, it look like a Lamborghini Put a convertible on the Glock, it look like a Lamborghini I just told lil' baby to bop before my girl see me (who the hell is-) Spend 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 is 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 spreadin' 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 an Oak Haters poppin' out the woodwork, but they wanna prope I'm 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 You got a nigga yoke, 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

Actin' like you showin' love Actin' like you showin' Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel some type of way about it No, you never really had my back but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it Can't trust not one of 'em, not a nigga or a women Be wary of the ones who act down but really be up to somethin I ain't perfect, I don't judge nothin', but fake vibes gotta run from it Duck from it, no love from it, your brother don't come from it Can't get a call, not a what's up, nothin' Was on the cloth and now you cut from it Hope your face lookin' like you cut onions I got the gas, 91 pumpin', bitch stressed out so I been juicin' Name a struggle, I been through it, Don't forget 'cause you can't use it Gotta go through it just to get to it, I swear, can't skip through it To be a boss you gotta serve, niggas gotta lotta nerve Ain't tryna put in the work but tryna eat all my dessert Kick them niggas to the curb, women tryna get a purse But you gon get what you deserve, skrr, niggas gon' live and learn Niggas gon' 'X' themselves out, look at my ex, she stressed out Don't look at the text she sends out, ain't got a hand to lend out Do me right, you won't get left out, tryna confess now She hopin' I become the best out But you just Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel a type of way about it No, you never really had my back, but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road, now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it You feel some way, I know you feel some way (feel some way) Tryna hide that shit but it's Showin' all on your face, you want my place You-, you want this life, and you wanna eat of my plate (you) Nigga peepin' everything, a nigga seein' everything I just might not it say, that's how I play 'Cause you don't respect my presence And I don't speak to no peasant It don't even gettin' nowhere, you learned your lesson Today already learned that lesson I'ma keep pushin', yeah, I just keep pushin' Act like you don't see me but I know your still lookin' So I'ma keep ballin', fake niggas keep fallin' I blocked my ex 'cause she wouldn't stop callin' Oh she wouldn't stop callin' Actin' like you showin' love I know you feel some way You won't stop callin' Actin' like you showin' love Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel some type of way about it No, you never really had my back, but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road, now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it