What It Hit For

[Verse]
I'm running out of patience, and homie, I don't give a shit
I met a couple SoundCloud niggas and I wasn't feelin it, ooh
Was I supposed to lose?
I forgot I wasn't supposed to rap about the truth
Nah, I ain't no soldier but I'm hangin' with the troops
I can barely count some bucks, so I ain't braggin' 'bout the coupe
How you braggin' bout the coupe? We know you some bitches
Ride on the die, when I aim, I'ma hit it
Y'all really lame, what it hit for?
Ghostie beggin' on his knees like a 10-4
Bitch, I'm gettin' on a track, I'm a bad boy
Yeah, I don't even want that, I don't hear your noise (Hear your noise)
Fuckin' with me, man, that's a bad choice (Bad choice)
I roll with them villains, you don't know me, boy
Bitch, I got the sauce like I bought some Mae Ploy
Keep on spyin' on my page, you don't know me boy
Know me boy, ooh