We Can Hit (Round 1)

You say you sticking to the script

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

****, 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, ****

We can hit, we can hit

We can hit, we can hit (Aye)

Bitches talkin' reckless forgetting the significance (They is)

I don't need no fighting, I'm showing up and I'm recking shit (I am)

Bitches throwin' shade my way, but I'm ain't sweatin' it (I ain't)

I can beat your ass without putting any effort in (I can)

Your **** identical to what's between your legs and shit (Pussy)

Penny pinchin' ass bitch, you stuck on some petty shit (Ha)

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

Real **** go grab hands, my **** 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, ****

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, ****

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 ****, meet me where you fuckin' stand

Bitch please, I might Creed, known to make a **** flee

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

Bitch, I be on that stupid shit, I be 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 (Yeah)

You say you sticking to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, ****

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, ****

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 (Huh)

Oh, you actin' (Hit) Oh, you actin' up (Boy)

What's gon' happen, when somebody smack you up (Smack)

TKO just because he wanna be tough (Tough)

Bet you fold (Fold) when somebody call your bluff (Yeah)

You say you sticking to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, ****

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, ****

We can hit, we can hit

We can hit, we can hit (Aye)

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

**** don't impress me, test me

Talkin' 'bout fuck shit

Fuck around gon' be in the I.C.U

**** forever we come through

And **** we gon' hit

If you talkin' 'bout stank hoe Dj Dj Domo

You say you sticking to the script

Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, ****

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, ****

We can hit, we can hit

We can hit, we can hit (Aye)