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Rob49 - My Hittas Lyrics



Rob49 - My Hittas Lyrics
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[ Featuring Trippie Redd ]

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
I'ma ride for my
I'ma ride for my
1400, Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on (yeah)
Gang, gang
I'ma ride for my

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

Bitch, I'm outside and I'm clutchin' the fire
Don't give a f*ck, I'm reppin' 1400 'til I die (yeah)
Need you to chose a side
You better decided before you meet your damn demise
My bro in the kitchen, he whippin' up dope
If I ever go broke, then I'm kickin' a door (door)
Come to your door, best get on the floor (floor)
Get the f*ck out my way when I get in that mode (yes)
My bitch pretty from her head to her toe
Real hood Pope shit, run my city, I'm the G.O.A.T.
Keep chops, big mops on me, on the go
Keep it G, keep it playa, lil' bitch, up the score
I'm the big bird, I ain't never been no crow
Never been a ho, never been lil' bro
He mad, better just spin back, bro
He sad, get out your feelings and spin back, ho (bitch)

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

I got my ho go everywhere I go
Sucking that D, do whatever I please
I got a plug that can get you some coke, dope, pills, whatever you need
And I came up off sellin' weed
Sellin' weed, I was 17
I'ma ride with my hittas like I'm Jeezy or I'm YG
And I'm been out my body, tweakin' hard off them pills, yeah
Hunnid grand in this bag, on his head, now your hitta dead
Fill him up with lead, behind some stupid shit he shoulda never said
And I'm out that town where we gon' play how niggas tryna play it

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
I'ma ride for my
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English

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
I'ma ride for my
I'ma ride for my
1400, Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on (yeah)
Gang, gang
I'ma ride for my

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

Bitch, I'm outside and I'm clutchin' the fire
Don't give a f*ck, I'm reppin' 1400 'til I die (yeah)
Need you to chose a side
You better decided before you meet your damn demise
My bro in the kitchen, he whippin' up dope
If I ever go broke, then I'm kickin' a door (door)
Come to your door, best get on the floor (floor)
Get the f*ck out my way when I get in that mode (yes)
My bitch pretty from her head to her toe
Real hood Pope shit, run my city, I'm the G.O.A.T.
Keep chops, big mops on me, on the go
Keep it G, keep it playa, lil' bitch, up the score
I'm the big bird, I ain't never been no crow
Never been a ho, never been lil' bro
He mad, better just spin back, bro
He sad, get out your feelings and spin back, ho (bitch)

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

I got my ho go everywhere I go
Sucking that D, do whatever I please
I got a plug that can get you some coke, dope, pills, whatever you need
And I came up off sellin' weed
Sellin' weed, I was 17
I'ma ride with my hittas like I'm Jeezy or I'm YG
And I'm been out my body, tweakin' hard off them pills, yeah
Hunnid grand in this bag, on his head, now your hitta dead
Fill him up with lead, behind some stupid shit he shoulda never said
And I'm out that town where we gon' play how niggas tryna play it

My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)
My hittas, my hittas, my hittas, my hittas (I'ma ride for my)

(Loesoe goin' crazy)
I'ma ride for my
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Writer: Cas van der Heijden, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Michael White II, Robert Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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