Hit Bout It Remix

[Intro]
Yah, gang, big brrt (Brrt, brrt)
Y'all already know what the fuck goin' on, man? (Yeah)
Whole lotta BIGFSG shit (No cap)
(Who the hell is—)
Yeah, yeah, ayy, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Brrt, brrt

[Verse]
We got shots in this V, no, you can't get away (Can't get away)
Caught a opp walkin' down, I'm lit, hit him with that Drac' (With that Drac')
.556 (Yeah), .223 bullets gon' split your face (Split your face)
Hundred three opps in my critic (Yeah), pull up, crank your head like a vase (Like a vase)
Can't shoot up the V (Grrt), we spot a opp (Grrt), then that boy get in chase (Come here)
Hundred sticks on the Glizzy, like Tay-K shit, he in race (Race)
My bitch, fuck behind her (Yeah), fuck it, take him in a chase (Chase)
So many poles up in his soul (Go), I can't go down to date
You can't hang with the gang (Yup)
My shooter, that bitch known to spray (Known to spray)
Chopper hit him, break his bones
Casket, you can't see his face (Can't see his face)
Fuckin' on your bae, smokin' on Wayne while I'm gettin' ate (Ah)
Ain't got no time to play (Yeah), you make me mad, might shoot you in your face (In your face)
This nigga tried to run (Yeah), hit him up all in his back (Yeah)
Hop out (Come here), a Glizzy aimin' at his head (Come here), I'm tryna push shit back (Yeah)
I'm 'bout smack this shit out this lil' ho, she talkin' 'bout eat my cash (What the fuck?)
I'm in this bitch with my pole, you trip, you get smacked with this gat (With this gat)
This shit about six (Yup), don't diss 'cause we could hit 'bout it (Hit 'bout it)
We gon' have to plan a funeral if you can't be 'bout it (Who the hell—)
Yeah, we can hit 'bout it
Nigga, we can hit 'bout it
Hop out with this chop (Yeah), this bitch gon' hit and fuck up his body (Yeah, brrt, brrt)
Fuck up his body
His head red just like Lil Yachty (Yeah)
I catch a opp, I show him that these bullets hot just like it's hockey (Yeah, like it's hockey)
Draco got sick, this bitch gon' hit just like a rocket (A rocket)
Stick came with them R.I.P.s (Yeah), we wet 'em up just like tsunami (Like tsunami)
I don't trust no nigga or no hoes, niggas really watchin' (Really watchin')
I signed a deal, I'm gold, ain't comin' back, can't nobody find me (At all)
Hop out with that chop (Yeah), I need everything (Everything)
I'll buy a opps' soul before I buy a (Haha) wedding ring (Ayy, six)
Call that chopper thunderstorm, we pull up, we gon' let it rain (Let it rain)
I'm in this bitch with bags, you play, I bang
Don't ask me what I bang (What I bang)
I'm on straight gas, nigga, I want all the smoke
I told the driver, "Stop the V" (Yeah), hop up and shots all in his throat (All in his throat)
If ask for me, keep your pole, don't get caught up in his throat (In his throat)
Greenlight Gang, you know we don't go home (Boom)
Run up in his crib, what's up? (Yeah) Big poles (Grrt), make him get to the full (To the full)
FSG, bitch, is you gon' fuck, what's up for all the bros? (For all the bros)
Come past that line, up the pole-pole, huts all in your dome (In your dome)
I'm tryna up the score (Brrt), that nigga scared just like he just seen a ghost (A ghost)
I smoke a opp, then have a toast (A toast)
Nigga chillin' with that life, niggas tryna buy off with a ho (Off with a ho)
Up some shots and let it blow (Boom)
Ran down on his head (Yeah), don't make a move, I'ma take off your 'fro (Take your 'fro)
Bullets like a pool (Yeah), catch a opp, that boy get in soaked (Soaked)
Clean a opp block down with this chop just like some soap (Like some soap)
I be jammed, police ask me questions, I say, "I don't know" (I don't know)
Nigga, this that four-four, Pinnochio, long nose (Long nose)
Tryna clap a nigga up just like round of applause (Yeah)
Catch a opp any moment (Brrt, brrt)
Hit that nigga, get the pole (Big poles)
This pussy like a leech for a dog, walk him like a dog (Like a dog)
Walk a nigga off, pull up shootin' just like Chris Paul (Chris Paul)
Just like I'm deaf or some' (What?)
Bitch, know I'm not hearin' you (Ain't hearin' you)
Hit her drippin' with two opps, nigga, I ain't fearin' you (At all)
We just drop that Wayne and that body and that gig (And that gig, ha)
Countin' up my motherfuckin' cash now I bought Birk' just like a candy (Who the hell is—, like a candy)
I forgot the daddy
We gon' send shit up like Addy (Pop the Addy)
Then leave his brain itchin' like a alley (Haha)
Don't get put on a tee, slide through on your side, now he deceased (Deceased)
Told you, "Don't play with me, he diss on Fifty name, he feel the heat" (He feel the heat)
Shots fired when we slide through (Slide through)
Homicide when that savage murder scene be slidin' through (No cap)
Bitch, we finna pull up and pull off just like a drive-thru (Drive-thru)
That nigga try to hide, I bet these .62s gon' find you (Find you, brrt)