Turn me on up a bit
Okay lets go
They got the grills but bite all my flows
I don't need bitches to freak I pimp hoes
She a pay fifty to speak to hit lows
It don't matter when we meet I'm certain I'll go ghost
I don't pity motherf*ckers don't tell me I gotta love her
Don't tell me we got a bond I fell in love with your mother
You yellin at me it's late don't tell me you got another
I chalk it up as a loss tomorrow I gotta dub her
And I don't know what you want from me
F*ck ya philosophy you're not the boss of me
The gold roses need plenty petals to pluck
So when you're sipping on envy I'm happy you gave a f*ck
Nobody could ever love me especially when I'm drunk
The feelings of being sober or happy is just a front
Or maybe it's just a sign for something that's yet to come
Just bury me in the grave with henny and bunch of rum
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Lifestyle like Baby Keem without the lean
This whole scene is too mean word to Mike Dean
The way the money stacked now will have you seein green
Comin straight for your head like the red beam
Ya know the way I play roles like a DND
Taught this bitch to BNE
Shawty think I'm wholesome there's a freak in me
Met this bitch from Tulsa came together for some PND
Cards down we playin at different tables
No matter the way you spin it I'm winning from different angles
The story keeps getting richer it's almost turned to a fable
And hopefully I can make it like 23 on the Lakers
Before my greatness is over and everyone seems to hate us
I'm walking into the venue and making sure that they pay us
They call me the Paper Boi with talent like Amadeus
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Joel Laskey - Hit Em Wit It Lyrics
Joel Laskey - Hit Em Wit It Lyrics
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Turn me on up a bit
Okay lets go
They got the grills but bite all my flows
I don't need bitches to freak I pimp hoes
She a pay fifty to speak to hit lows
It don't matter when we meet I'm certain I'll go ghost
I don't pity motherf*ckers don't tell me I gotta love her
Don't tell me we got a bond I fell in love with your mother
You yellin at me it's late don't tell me you got another
I chalk it up as a loss tomorrow I gotta dub her
And I don't know what you want from me
F*ck ya philosophy you're not the boss of me
The gold roses need plenty petals to pluck
So when you're sipping on envy I'm happy you gave a f*ck
Nobody could ever love me especially when I'm drunk
The feelings of being sober or happy is just a front
Or maybe it's just a sign for something that's yet to come
Just bury me in the grave with henny and bunch of rum
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Lifestyle like Baby Keem without the lean
This whole scene is too mean word to Mike Dean
The way the money stacked now will have you seein green
Comin straight for your head like the red beam
Ya know the way I play roles like a DND
Taught this bitch to BNE
Shawty think I'm wholesome there's a freak in me
Met this bitch from Tulsa came together for some PND
Cards down we playin at different tables
No matter the way you spin it I'm winning from different angles
The story keeps getting richer it's almost turned to a fable
And hopefully I can make it like 23 on the Lakers
Before my greatness is over and everyone seems to hate us
I'm walking into the venue and making sure that they pay us
They call me the Paper Boi with talent like Amadeus
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Okay lets go
They got the grills but bite all my flows
I don't need bitches to freak I pimp hoes
She a pay fifty to speak to hit lows
It don't matter when we meet I'm certain I'll go ghost
I don't pity motherf*ckers don't tell me I gotta love her
Don't tell me we got a bond I fell in love with your mother
You yellin at me it's late don't tell me you got another
I chalk it up as a loss tomorrow I gotta dub her
And I don't know what you want from me
F*ck ya philosophy you're not the boss of me
The gold roses need plenty petals to pluck
So when you're sipping on envy I'm happy you gave a f*ck
Nobody could ever love me especially when I'm drunk
The feelings of being sober or happy is just a front
Or maybe it's just a sign for something that's yet to come
Just bury me in the grave with henny and bunch of rum
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Lifestyle like Baby Keem without the lean
This whole scene is too mean word to Mike Dean
The way the money stacked now will have you seein green
Comin straight for your head like the red beam
Ya know the way I play roles like a DND
Taught this bitch to BNE
Shawty think I'm wholesome there's a freak in me
Met this bitch from Tulsa came together for some PND
Cards down we playin at different tables
No matter the way you spin it I'm winning from different angles
The story keeps getting richer it's almost turned to a fable
And hopefully I can make it like 23 on the Lakers
Before my greatness is over and everyone seems to hate us
I'm walking into the venue and making sure that they pay us
They call me the Paper Boi with talent like Amadeus
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
In the kitchen got the sauce hit em with it
Hit em with it uhuh its something special innit
Inna minute Inna minute Inna minute
Writer: Joel Laskey III
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