Letra de Hit It - FattMack

(Feat. Lil Tony Official)

(Thanks, Yakree)

(Slay)

Yeah, pineapple shortcake, twenty-two hundred a bag come get it

Car more expensive, faster, hit it

Your ho want her a fashion nigga, Louis bag with a Drac' inside

I'm calm, but I still get flashy with it, PasoLiving

Free the bro, ain't too long 'til we see Lil Kenny

Yeah, and I'm tough on a bitch

A ho can't get another chance if she fucked up

Spent a dub on the wrist

When I was seventeen, lil' nigga, I glew up

Everything old except my habits, it ain't no need for new bucks

Success ain't far, just grab it before you step out, buy some new gloves

(Yeah)

We ride around with three K's like Ku Klux

Bro tryin' to tie up his J's and go shoot something

Clutching the Glock 23 like I'm Draymond

You wanna kill me, when you see me then do something

Ima take one with me when I die, all I need is your love and my Gen

I broke promises time after time, I just wish you would trust me again

You live in my head but you never pay rent

Can't none of exes come fuck me again

The shit that you saying don't never make sense

Why you in your feelings? I don't understand

I came in the game off the bench

When I got on the court, I ain't miss

Now I'm in a better position, I'm finally out of the trenches (Yeahhh)

So many hoes that you broke niggas love, me and Mar used to fuck 'em and swap them lil' bitches

I go so hard 'cause I know how it feel to be broke, I won't never go back to that shit

You shoot a shot my way, I hope it's a fully, because we got a lot of them bitches

I throw my brother some pape' to come blow you away

He gon' rip you apart with the switchy

Yeah, pineapple shortcake, twenty-two hundred a bag come get it

Car more expensive, faster, hit it

Your ho want her a fashion nigga, Louis bag with a Drac' inside

I'm calm, but I still get flashy with it, PasoLiving

Free the bro, ain't too long 'til we see Lil Kenny

Yeahh, and I'm tough on a bitch

A ho can't get another chance if she fucked up

Spent a dub on the wrist

When I was seventeen, lil' nigga, I glew up

Everything old except my habits, it ain't no need for new bucks

Success ain't far, just grab it before you step out, buy some new gloves

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