Can't forget HIT...
One Mississippi, spill drank on my Nikes, proceed to macc a bitch as I step up in the party, as I complete my journey I see a nigga who's drinkin' thinkin' he's hard, watch me sober him up with the flyin' forearm...
For the succas *I bet you bite a chip from the hollow tip*.... And for the bustas *I bet you bite a chip from the hollow tip*... And for the hatas *I bet you bite a chip from the hollow tip*... Don't hate us
Jeepers, creepers, the nigga named HIT puttin succas in a sleeper
I punch drunk a nigga like Soda Popinski, crunch him like a tater with my reckless behavior