Prettyboy Col - hit it again Lyrics

I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
Came out the burbs, flip a brick without a doubt
Choppa on my buddy, talkin shit he let it spout
Makin music a hobby, I ain't lookin for the clout
If you ain't get the image, imma go and crop you out
Jump out the crib, I made a way to live
College in the fall, we make is sick
I don't need yo pussy, put yo mouth on my dick
If you ain't get the memo imma still hit a lick
Yeah we made out the trenches I ain't talkin call of duty
Thick bitch on my dick she got a cute f*cking little booty
Catching cases like I'm Dexter, why you actin fruity
If you lookin like a snack, imma eat you smoothly
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
I, I, I, hit it again, I, I, I, hit it again
Came out the burbs, flip a brick without a doubt
Choppa on my buddy, talkin shit he let it spout
Makin music a hobby, I ain't lookin for the clout
If you ain't get the image, imma go and crop you out
Jump out the crib, I made a way to live, we make is sick