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Hit Stick (Explicit) - Kodak Black
Lyrics by：Bill K. Kapri/Jesus Bobe/Abdallah Ahmad/Derek Garcia
Composed by：Bill K. Kapri/Jesus Bobe/Abdallah Ahmad/Derek Garcia
Produced by：DR ZEUZ/Rvei.wav
Aaahh ahh
Uh uh uh
Yeah
Blitz a nigga **** hit stick tackle
Soon as the spyder whip get off the streets
Swing it right after mm
I get on a bih nothin' make me back up
Think I got a bih oh he sleep
Come here boy smack 'em
Uh tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper mm
It's a nigga **** I hit stick tackle so
Mm that street's flamin'
Yeah hide your kids hide your
Bih 'cause we ain't missin' nothin'
By today I'm tryna have
A **** nigga ******** blood
Early morning she'll
Thought we was just night riders
How them switches hittin' frutu taz
Call him typewriter
I get on a nigga a*s like bebe kids
Skis and fatigues
**** you mean the feds raid the crib
Got so many souls I can start a haunted house
If a nigga make it on my radar
Might as well start countin'
If that nigga just like me
He tryna take your life
I'm a righteous reaper bruh
Just please don't let me think I'm right
I'm a ******* heartbreaker soul snatcher
It's just only a matter of time
Before your time stop bastard
Blitz a nigga **** hit stick tackle
Soon as the spyder whip get off the streets
Swing it right after mm
I get on a bih nothin' make me back up
Think I got a bih oh he sleep
Come here boy smack 'em
Uh tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper mm
It's a nigga **** I hit stick tackle so
Mm that street's flamin'
Niggas play with my top and get dismantled
That's on gang that's on gang
Back parked at ya drop kidnap ya
**** yo' age boy
Niggas get 'round me and run they bag up
This **** contagious d**n
Stood up showered that boy with the lead
Nigga thought that he was baking
Even your mama know that you gon' get
A toe tag soon for ******* with me boy
Should've stayed on the porch *****
***** I'm on your line like your phone tag
Straight crush a nigga up
Smokin' with a swally joint nigga
You hollerin' snipers keep your aim on point
That **** get banged up frontin'
Lil' bro it ain't no point
For the juvenile turned convicts
Niggas and ******* and police hatin'
'Cause me and my dog rich
Blitz a nigga **** hit stick tackle
Soon as the spyder whip get off the streets
Swing it right after mm
I get on a bih nothin' make me back up
Think I got a bih oh he sleep
Come here boy smack 'em
Uh you get tryna put a nigga in his backer
Saw the interrogation boy a singer
I thought he was a rapper mm
It's a nigga **** I hit stick tackle so
'Bout to all get I'm
That street's flamin'
