Qpeso - Hit up Lyrics

Buddy said he was a hitter , f*cked around and got hit up
I don't give a f*ck might end yo life and get my dick sucked
Jump in all black truck in all black, wit my wrist up
Heard that nigga robbed the plug cause he had to get his bricks up
One phone call his mama crib getting lit up
Don't play round with that money , if you do you bet not slip up
Don't make no wrong moves boy you bet not even hiccup
Pop a pill and rock a show
Front row
Got they tits up
Promoter said he short on that bread
He gettin' stick'd up
Bet not try to run cause shit gone hit you from the hip up
Long story short if you don't die
You goin cripple
Put my chain on
This ain't the same song
This run up in yo crib leave with yo daughter brains on
This murder what she wrote so boy don't ever play on it
Put my chain on
This ain't the same song
This run up in yo crib leave with yo daughter brains on
This murder what she wrote so boy don't ever play on it
Guns up , sticks up , glock44 tucked
Told her that i love her just to f*ck her, nigga so what
She knew who i was before i met her
Ok
Don't get mad at me boy you should've put ya hoe up
She wanna stay over kicked her out while she was toe up
Gave that bitch a line can't even fit it in her nose
She told me she was fun okay then baby let my bro f*ck
Baby just don't throw up
Her friend keep try trynna post her
Put my chain on
This ain't the same song
This run up in yo crib leave with yo daughter brains on
This murder what she wrote so boy don't ever play on it
Put my chain on
This ain't the same song
This run up in yo crib leave with yo daughter brains on
This murder what she wrote so boy don't ever play on it