Lyrics Hit - Kenny Mason

Hit

You the plug?
I, goddamn, make folks, goddamn, you feel me?
Sign up for that shit, you feel me?
So who the plug?
My partner, bruh
So what do you do?
You the middleman, right?
I like tell 'em to, goddamn
Are you the middleman?
Yeah
Okay
Hitting the West End quicker than Tekken
With an investment, I want that bag
Kinda like check-in, finna keep texting
The plug like check in, I want that cash
Hit him up desperately, I definitely had nothing to eat
My pride don’t really mean nothing to me
Nigga, fuck what you think, I’ma jugg everything I can
And I might get a dog, no cap
And I might get my dawg a strap
And a Mike Vick pic autographed
And a mic to get off these raps
Think that money be changing my mood and shit
I be thinkin' 'bout what I’ma do with it
I be having them dreams about getting it
I be having nightmares about losing it
(Hold on, bruh, start over, one more time)
I be up in the air like I’m Superman
She the swoop, I’m not swooping in
No, I’m not judging it, do what you do
And then do again what you be doing
Then hit me back up when you through with it
Fuck, man, this shit ain’t go through again
This shit was 'posed to go through at ten, bruh
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit
And it look like a few bands, what the fuck?
I ain’t never had cash, now I’m up
Having this shit on smash, that’s what’s up
Having this shit on smash, that’s what’s up (Free)
You already got an account?
Yeah
Nah, you gotta, goddamn, open that shit like
I already got an account
Oh, for real?
And I can’t believe this shit really real
I was just fucked up off of Dill
Now I’m walking with the sack, bruh, for real
And I used to have to scrape for a meal
Anything a nigga ate, had to steal
Niggas goin' from an L to an M (Tight)
Running up a check
Running numbers up, a hundred
Coming in again, really wanna get another hit
Doubling the licks, double hits up and dub a nigga clique
Double dutch, yeah, we jump a nigga quick
Jumping in it, jambalaya with the kick, lions in the den (Free)
I got 'em buying into it, I know that it look like I just hit a lick
So how much you get paid?
Well, I get, I get, goddamn, half of what he get, you feel me?
What he be getting?
Like six
Six hundred?
Yeah, nah, six bands
Six bands?
(Yeah)
How much, you made three bands before?
Yeah
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit, bruh, we just hit
Oh shit
And it look like a few bands, what the fuck?
I ain’t never had cash, now I’m up
Having this shit on smash, that’s what’s up
Having this shit on smash, that’s what’s up (Free)
What you buy?
Goddamn, I just be splurging on shit, bruh