Ausjai - Hittas (feat. Trill Lik)

I got hittas in the whip aye
I got bitches on my dick aye
I got everything them boys don't have but they want beef
I got everything you want up here I'm sliding down that street (Bitch)
I got hittas in the whip aye
I got bitches on my dick aye
I got everything them boys don't have but they want beef
I got everything you want up here I'm sliding down that street

He been wolfing on the Internet now he think he a beast
Kuz he ain't never had no beef like this don't talk bitch I don't tweet
I see yo bitch ass ima fire off yo homies gone retreat
Now I bet you that he wish he woulda hit that damn delete
Kuz now I'm gone erase the nigga
Tag connected to his feet it's on his toe
I hit the club shorty dancing throwing that shit touch her toes
Back it up go head drop it down baby you the shit
Spin it round show what yo momma gave ya jump into them splits
I get her bags if she got good behavior when she taking dick
I'm gone like flash that bitch a hoe won't save her now you gotta dip
I'm gone get ready for my show
Lil baby go head grab yo shit
Kuz I can't be late bout no hoe lil baby
What you think this is
Im bout that bag bitch
Why you think I work so hard
Bitch I ain't average
But still feel like I ain't put enough work in
Don't sleep go day and night
And that's just kuz I know my purpose
Can't get no help from me
Lil nigga you ain't never earn it
Kuz When I was on my back
That wasn't yo concern then
I had to step into some shit
Lose everything to learn it
But never fuck wit evidence
You see some shit then burn it
And if he leap bust at the air
Since He wanna act like Kermit
Niggas swear they on shit
We can get shit crumpin like it's 06'
(You know so)

Life is timeless when you flexin wit that rolex
(Yea yea yea)
And i got that pressure ima stretch her but ain't no Bowflex
(No Bowflex)
Wait
She say I'm her soul mate
(No no)
Baby girl I been workin get yo own plate
(Yo own plate)
These days I'm too busy for no rela
(No real)
I need my focus i been stackin up my cheesecake

Yea

Ballin out in sweepstakes
I need my bread on que it's due without no delay
And you know music how i do it so let that heat play
And bitch I'm big that's a shout out to Coi Leary
(Hey)

You do what i do but you cannot copy my life i be livin in style

I been fuckin the bitches and gettin the riches
Been ballin since i was a child

I go off in my city my nigga we litty you know that the west gettin wild
And i cannot fall I've gotten too far to ever go back to the crowd
So don't approach me up to closely you needa back back up
And I ain't no killer but i got killas slide in black mask up
And i got 50's hunnids bagged because my brands racked up
And bitch don't touch it thats jus how yo ass get smacked up

Niggas swear they on shit
We can get shit crumpin like it's 06'
Life's is timeless when you flexin wit that rolex
And i got that pressure ima stretch her but ain't no Bowflex
Wait
She say I'm her soul mate
Baby girl I been workin get yo own plate
These days I'm too busy for no rela
I need my focus i been stackin up my cheesecake

Damn
(Bitch)
Grim Reap in dis bitch hoe
Wit Trill Lik in dis bitch hoe
C's B's in this shit hoe
You get deceased in dis bitch (Gang)

Written by:
Ausjai Degreico

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