Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hitman, artist - Father. Album song Tha Thingz I Do 4 Money, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Father
Song language: English
Hitman |
| Six Modelo, I’m acting dramatic |
| Wrist glow yellow, make them think that it’s magic |
| Pop out the roof like Go Go Gadget |
| All of my niggas is monochromatic |
| Twelve Modelo, I’m gat-crobatic |
| All a nigga sense is static |
| All I’ve ever known is havoc |
| So I’mma let a motherfucker have it |
| I’ll do something real fucked up for a bag |
| Do something bad for the right price tag |
| Might take another nigga soul if you ask |
| Pull up with a big ass pole and a mask |
| I’ll do something real fucked up for a band |
| Got mouths to feed, my soul I’ll damn |
| Bossman said, «aye, cut off his hand» |
| Fuck that nigga, he not my mans |
| We on yo block, you getting extorted |
| I don’t want it all, just want a lil' portion |
| I don’t want much, just want a lil' Porsche |
| APD just took my portrait |
| Me and my niggas is tight like corset |
| Nigga them walls is high like fortress |
| I might sell a motherfucker organs |
| She gone spread her legs like Jordan |
| Black deuce deuce, Henny down the shoot |
| Honey in the coupe, want to let loose |
| Bent out of shape, in love with your shape |
| Nigga got the shakes, surrounded by snakes |
| Hands on your shape, wanna fuck face |
| Girl about face, bend over vibrate |
| I ain’t going, you ain’t goin my way |
| I ain’t going, you ain’t goin my way |
| Woah, yea spoil her 'til she rotten |
| To her muthafuckin core |
| Bands in the air, make it rain make it pour |
| I’m a luxury few can afford |
| I want it all and I wanna be adored |
| This not enough bitch, I need more |
| Put your pussy on the motherfucking floor |
| Throw dat ass like a god damn whore (Oh) |
| Shake it fast and watch your self |
| Rake up cash and treat your self |
| They ain’t want us to get this wealth |
| They ain’t want me to get this bag |
| Shake ya ass, yeah shake it fast |
| That motherfucker moving |
| That booty soothing |
| Okay, okay |
| Six Modelo, I’m acting dramatic |
| Wrist glow yellow, make them think that it’s magic |
| Pop out the roof like Go Go Gadget |
| All of my niggas is monochromatic |
| Twelve Modelo, I’m gat-crobatic |
| All a nigga sense is static |
| All I’ve ever known is havoc |
| So I’mma let a motherfucker have it |
| I’ll do something real fucked up for a bag |
| Do something bad for the right price tag |
| Might take another nigga soul if you ask |
| Pull up with a big ass pole and a mask |
| I’ll do something real fucked up for a band |
| Got mouths to feed, my soul I’ll damn |
| Bossman said, «aye, cut off his hand» |
| Fuck that nigga, he not my mans |
| We on yo block, you getting extorted |
| I don’t want it all, just want a lil' portion |
| I don’t want much, just want a lil' Porsche |
| APD just took my portrait |
| Me and my niggas is tight like corset |
| Nigga them walls is high like fortress |
| I might sell a motherfucker organs |
| She gone spread her legs like Jordan |