Cease - Real Hittas (feat. Pryce) Lyrics

It's Cease
She love it when I say that
That ain't my girl, that's my real hitta
Best believe them fingers always moving
I ain't talking Twitter
Baby say she need it and I got it imma give it to her
And I don't do the cuffing shit she made me reconsider
That's my hitta
She want her name with all my tattoos
I ain't got no f*cking room but imma make room
Cause she gon ride with a nigga till the wheels fall
And OKC she running point, shout out to Chris Paul
One call, that ain't my bitch, that's my lil mama
Best believe she with the smoke all that real drama
Left hand on the Bible, while she lying on the stand
F*ck around and put a big ass diamond ring on that hand
You understand yeah
(You understand yeah)
Now why she asking, do you love me
Okay it's been awhile
I don't know what love mean
She look my in my eyes
She standing my by the side
I know that she gon ride
For her I'll go meet God, Bonnie-Clyde aye
(Bonnie-Clyde aye)
Yeah you know that's my lil mama (let's go)
Yeah you know that my lil shooter (yessir)
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
If they try me, she gon slide (okay)
Go to war, she by my side
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
Yeah you know that's my lil mama (let's go)
Yeah you know that my lil shooter (yessir)
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
If they try me, she gon slide (okay)
Go to war, she by my side
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(She my, she my)
She my shorty, and my real hitta
Yeah you know that's my lil mama
Yeah you know that my lil shooter
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
Petty side
When I'm with you I feel too alive
Cruisin' down 285
I need you right by my side yeah
She be flexing without trying
Tell them girls to get in line
I'm like aye okay
Aye bay-bay
The way that we be flowing is like a pen to the page
You put a smile on my face
If you were some gold you would be 24K
You might be a falling star
Came in hot from outer space
Aye, life is what you make
Told you we gon be okay
We could take our time
It's just you and I
You said you gon' ride
Is it true
(For her I'll go meet God, Bonnie-Clyde)
Yeah you know that's my lil mama (let's go)
Yeah you know that my lil shooter (yessir)
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
If they try me, she gon slide (okay)
Go to war, she by my side
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
Yeah you know that's my lil mama (let's go)
Yeah you know that my lil shooter (yessir)
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
If they try me, she gon slide (okay)
Go to war, she by my side
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(Real hitta, real hitta)
She my shorty, and my real hitta
(She my, she my)
She my shorty, and my real hitta
Yeah you know that's my lil mama
Yeah you know that my lil shooter
Yeah you know that she my real hitta
That's my shorty, that's my ride
She gone be there every time
She gone be there every time yeah
That's my shorty, that's my hitta
She about that action
She about that action
That's my shorty, that's my ride
She gone be there every time
You know that she might shoot