Top Songs By Hit-Boy
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hit-Boy
Performer
SOB X RBE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hit-Boy
Composer
Jabbar Brown Jr
Composer
Juwon Lee
Composer
Wayman Barrow Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Producer
G Dav
Co-Producer
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Freed the ****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, ****, I'm rich, aye
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and ****, we thunder ****, aye
****, who is you, aye?
Family not a group, aye
Ridin' with this tool, couple **** I'm tryna shoot, aye
Still with the ****, and I barely miss
And if this rap **** don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
[Verse 2]
****, I stay with it, every day with it
I'm a side ****, I be main hittin'
My bro **** my ****, but I ain't trippin'
We hit all these ****, we don't claim **** (Nope)
Throwin' C's up (Gang)
But I ain't crippin' (Gang)
You's a ****, you's a **** ****, same difference
Foreign lane changin' (Gang)
Hellcat lane-switchin'
Waitin' for that mill' like it's Thanksgiving
You can't name a beat that I ain't rippin'
'96 Bulls, but I ain't Pippen (Jordan)
We got big choppers, y'all got little Glocks
Y'all some little ****, ****, we play different (Nerd)
VVS diamonds, all my chains hittin'
You can't name a whip that this chop ain't flippin'
Actin' like you pimpin', ****, you be simpin'
Ten bands or better, or I don't wanna kick it, ****
[Verse 3]
Freed the ****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, ****, I'm rich, aye
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and ****, we thunder ****, aye
****, who is you, aye?
Family not a group, aye
Ridin' with this tool, couple **** I'm tryna shoot, aye
Still with the ****, and I barely miss
And if this rap **** don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
[Verse 4]
****-white buffs, these **** fresher than a ninth grader
Feel like Maino, when I'm in my city, I'm like, hi, hater
And I been cheatin' on my forty, me and nine laid up
Nina put the opps in the bed that y'all mind made of
****, and all my **** demons, still hope God save us
We got guns as big as Godzilla, get your block ate up
And we gon' have to shoot it out if them cops raid us
Always talkin' about what you spend, what you got saved up?
Give a **** if we did it, y'all better not blame us
I remain the same through this ****, how can y'all change up?
Bro gettin' cussed out by his ****, I hope dog hang up
If we go down, then that's that, won't let the law break us
I can make a faithful **** cheat off the whistle
I just wanna ball, I ain't pickin' up my dribble
Touch down in your city, all I need me is a pistol
Thinkin' you take what's mine
****, must be off the crystal, ****
[Verse 5]
Freed the ****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, ****, I'm rich, aye
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and ****, we thunder ****, aye
****, who is you, aye?
Family not a group, aye
Ridin' with this tool, couple **** I'm tryna shoot, aye
Still with the ****, and I barely miss
And if this rap **** don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
Written by: Chauncey A. Hollis, Greg Wayne Davis, Hit-Boy, Jabbar Brown Jr, Juwon Lee, Ryan Martinez, Wayman Barrow Jr