I hit him up, I hit him up, I feel him up, I feel him up Spin the block, let the window drop, I'm hangin' out the back, don't give a fuck He hangin' with the opps, that fuck n***a get smacked, he built one fuck I don't give a fuck, just tell me where he at, he in the cut Tryna spend on us, but bitch, I'm dumpin' back I got A.R.S., knockin' bricks off walls, just like in Iraq This shit deeper than that shit up on the net, knock some flesh right off his neck Top a fuck, I'm just like Sexy, and this shit deeper than that shit up on the ground Click-clack, let that chopper blam, steady callin' me off-hand, but you be dissin' on the net I'm finna send your ass to hell, free my guala out that jam, he comin' home if he got bail How you quick to let it blow, but get hit up and then you tell? When y'all drip the n***a up, ain't nobody do no tellin' We just put up with them sticks and turn that shit to Armageddon I was fuckin' on the oppa, baby mama, not no more If I bring her to the crib and she act flay, bitch, I'ma blow I hit him up, I feel him up, I feel him up I hit him up, I feel him up I hit him up, I feel him up I hit him up, I feel him up I got the drop, we gon' get him popped, outline him and talk Don't just pray, yeah, you watch or pray, bitch, we gotta start Hopped out the whip, all he tryna run, we just gotta walk 2-2-3, hit him in his head, but knock him out his socks That AR jam, bro, pick up my slack I ain't got no aim, but all the way down the drill Shout-out to Lil' Pat, he just 15, I hit thuggin' back And he just want a hat, hopped out his school Pistol in his pants, they won't catch him lackin' Load it, snap it, yell it, load it, rap it They say I'm the best out, hit him in his arm, chest, leg And he ain't check out, he was prayed up He ain't have no vest out, put a bag on his head I had to show him what that check was I hit him up, I feel him up, I feel him up I hit him up, I feel him up, I feel him up