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hit fo - peezy lyrics

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[chorus: peezy]
riding foreign through the set, n*gga, what it hit fo?
got some bad b*tches on deck, and they know what it hit fo
see these five chains on my neck, you don’t know what they hit fo
i’ll die ’bout these b*tches, put that on the set, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
all my n*ggas, what it hit fo?
all my get money b*tches, you know what it hit fo
don’t play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
you play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo

[verse 1: peezy]
got so much sh*t on a n*gga mind
so much ice on me, i can’t tell the time
f*ck these b*tches, stay on the grind
keep the double cups on me all the time
f*ck a ho once, make her lose her mind
keep saying she love me, i think she lying
her n*gga calling, i think he crying
man, this lil ho is out of line
so much syrup in me, i think i’m dying
cost a whole stack just for four lines
sipping ac out of lemon lime
making stacks without trying

[chorus: peezy]
riding foreign through the set, n*gga, what it hit fo?
got some bad b*tches on deck, and they know what it hit fo
see these five chains on my neck, you don’t know what they hit fo
i’ll die ’bout these b*tches, put that on the set, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
all my n*ggas, what it hit fo?
all my get money b*tches, you know what it hit fo
don’t play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
you play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
[verse 2:
peezy]
4, 5, 6, 10 g’s in the bank, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
narks hit the corner, we ain’t got sh*t to say, everybody better get low
give a f*ck what a broke n*gga gotta say, n*gga, we don’t want your info
you really ain’t finna shoot sh*t, lil n*gga, what you got it on your hip fo?
lil b*tch said she don’t really f*ck with me, but she still on my d*ck though
lil b*tch said she don’t really f*ck with me, but she still let me hit though
still putting cheese up for a rainy day, anytime, it can get slow
and i’ll put some cheese up on any n*gga head, f*ck with me and my kinfolks
like a diaper in the car, man, we really with the sh*t, bro
ain’t no swiper in the car now, f*ck with no gift cards
go bananas in the car, we done f*cked off ten large
looking like the new bmf, we the [?]

[chorus: peezy]
riding foreign through the set, n*gga, what it hit fo?
got some bad b*tches on deck, and they know what it hit fo
see these five chains on my neck, you don’t know what they hit fo
i’ll die ’bout these b*tches, put that on the set, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
all my n*ggas, what it hit fo?
all my get money b*tches, you know what it hit fo
don’t play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo
you play with us, n*gga, you know what it hit fo

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