Hit It

Lyrics

[Intro: Tripstar & LoLife Blacc] Yeah (TYMadeIt) MPA (It's LoLife) Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Tripstar & LoLife Blacc] I scrape the side up when I hit it (Yeah, yeah) I'm chargin' Patrick Ewing when I get him, yeah (Okay) I bust it out the rapper, serve it to a trapper (Grrtt) Hit it with the fork, hit it with the soda, yeah (Uh, uh) Hit It, hit it , Hit It, hit it (Hit it) Scrape the sides up, you gotta hit it, yeah Call the trap phone, you better hit (It's LoLife, what we doin'?) [Verse 1: LoLife Blacc] Hit it with counterfeit, hit it with carol Pull up at front door and serve out the back door Got thirty-six gone in thirty-six minutes Just pull up and purchase, ain't droppin' the ticket I gavе her a gram for three clean twentiеs Got junkies they formin' a line to come get it Junkies they fightin' for a wake up Go re-up before I go lay up (Bitch) I'm all in her face like some makeup Add some water, it scrape when it flake up Hit the highway and serve it a state up Y'all talking 'bout nifa then shut up Keep the fire, I refuse to be set up We ain't trustin' young niggas that reckless MPA, PRE, who gon' check us? We gon' die by this shit on our necklace (Bitch) No face equals no case, just keep your mouth closed Go to west coast, shoot the box, and come back, catch the load I vacuum sealed it, ship it, Trip, I let him scrape the bowl I'm sixty Crippin, slimy tensions, that mean I wiped his nose (It's LoLife) [Chorus: Tripstar] I scrape the side up when I hit it (Yeah, yeah) I'm chargin' Patrick Ewing when I get him, yeah (Okay) I bust it out the rapper, serve it to a trapper (Grrtt) Hit it with the fork, hit it with the soda, yeah (Uh, uh) Hit It (Yeah), hit it (Yeah), Hit It (Yeah), hit it (Hit it) Scrape the sides up, you gotta hit it, yeah Call the trap phone, you better hit (Yeha, yeah) [Verse 2: Tripstar] Trappin' in Beverly Hills, rest in peace to uncle Phil (Uncle Phil, nigga) Bust down rollie' like I got a record deal, yeah Money, pounds, and a lot of ammunition (Brrtt) I turned my rags to riches (Yeah), but I had to hit it (Ooh) Scrape the sides up, watch how I make a killin' Yeah, give me ten months, bet I make a million Magic Johnson, (Swish) Nigga, that's the ticket Trap phone, you got to hit it (Brrrtt) Young nigga, hit it (Yeah) 40 pointers got me lookin' like a ball player Stay up out the trap, you know you don't belong there If you still broke, you need to go and get a life (Ooh) Watch me count a ticket with my nigga LoLife (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Tripstar] I scrape the side up when I hit it (Yeah, yeah) I'm chargin' Patrick Ewing when I get him, yeah (Okay) I bust it out the rapper, serve it to a trapper (Grrtt) Hit it with the fork, hit it with the soda, yeah (Uh, uh) Hit It, hit it , Hit It, hit it (Hit it) Scrape the sides up, you gotta hit it, yeah Call the trap phone, you better hit, yeah [Outro] (TYMadeIt)