OverSeen - Big Hit Lyrics

Big stick this shit is going to be a big hit
Don't talk to me about your broke ass Fitbit
Take a hike and go on a quick trip. Make this mix and let's just kick it
Hop on the cool wipe and just wipe it
Take a dip take a sip of it
It's short at the end of the stick
Don't have to aim shoot from the hip
You are always throwing a f*cking fit
Always asking me to go skinny- dip
Bitch you have to get a membership
Telling you that you should go for a scholarship
There's this chick that is a perfect fit
Until she just lost her f*cking grip
She fell in a really harsh pit
I'm telling her to peep all this drip
Like this

Having to be quick
To get a brick
Getting in and out with the chopsticks
Just flick
I'll shoot you with two clicks
All your other homies will tell me that's sick
Who's this?
It went straight through your lip
Drop kicked like that nigga nick
Just gave him the slip
Hit a lick
Getting a new outfit
Make that shit turn into top kick
Then dip

Not looking back
F*ck all the shit from the past
Taking a brand new path
On my behalf
I'll be putting on a new mask
Only be getting that gas

Looking through glass
Don't get attached
You have to focus more about your ass
She doesn't even make you laugh
Be getting that first class
F*ck that forecast
It's all about getting in the higher class
Don't be looking at the hour glass
It's just bad
Always try to get yourself out of that third class
That's just trash
Go on full blast
Be making that money
Tuning to hard cash
Quite fast
If you just get up off of your ass
Unleash
Let these other niggas know what you have
If they disrespect you send them to Alcatraz
Push them down a hatch
Work hard
Bust your ass
I'm always up for the task
No matter what you ask
Hoping you aren't a psychopath
Just get up and do the dash
Only make those splash
You'll be seeing my name out there in a graph
Some of yall really hope you could by past
I'm also known as the whiplash
In a flash

Stop Do not crash that's how most kill their ass, I'm up for a task
Oh shit I forgot we are still here

Look at that aircraft
It's right on our ass
Get up and do that dash
Go fast
Hall ass
Go under a underpath
Hoping to not get spotted
We go through a path
Like that
I'll be laying on the grass
Hoping to go pass
This isn't no laughing matter they are on our ass
This is no match
They send more dispatch
Damn look at that
There's a f*cking fat ass

All these bitches left me a big ass space
To just get up
And not got chase
For god sake
Winning that little race
Was a piece of cake
They took it straight up to their face
It's time to go somewhere safe
Heading out the base
F*ck a bitch with two- face
In any case
Keep this pace
This isn't meant to throw any shade
Catch a fade
Give or take
Go to waste
Get a brake