Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crime Mob
Crime Mob
Vocals
Slim Jxmmi
Slim Jxmmi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Jarques Usher
Jarques Usher
Songwriter
Aaquil Brown
Aaquil Brown
Songwriter
Alphonce Smith
Alphonce Smith
Songwriter
Jonathan Lewis
Jonathan Lewis
Songwriter
Venetia Lewis
Venetia Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
lil jay on the track
lil jay on the track
Producer

Lyrics

You say you stickin' to the script Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Grab a shovel, can you dig? In my zone, we splittin' wigs Ain't no time for talkin' shit Put yo' hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Bitches talking reckless They trippin', they whole necklace I don't need nobody, I'm showin' up and I'm wreckin' shit (I am) Bitches throwing shade my way but I ain't sweating it I can beat yo' ass without putting any effort in Your nigga identical to what's between your legs and shit (pussy) Penny-pinching ass bitch, you stay on some petty shit Respect this shit or you gon' end up injured by your neck and shit We niggas gon' grab one, my niggas catchin' checks and shit My people ready bitch You say you stickin' to the script Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Grab a shovel, can you dig? In my zone, we splittin' wigs Ain't no time for talkin' shit Put yo' hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Yeah, I'm still a ghetto, pistol holdin', but I got them hands Knock the fuck up out a nigga, meet me where you fuckin' stand Bitch please, I'm like Creed, don't I make a nigga bleed? Any day, catch a fade, and have you leakin' in the street Bitch, I be on that stupid shit, I be goin' crazy dude I been throwed off, Draco before middle school Standin' real tall, like he hard, but his ass soft Got a glass jaw, I'm a mothafuckin' southpaw, yeah You say you stickin' to the script Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Grab a shovel, can you dig? In my zone, we splittin' wigs Ain't no time for talkin' shit Put yo' hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Yo, what it do boy? Huh Call your team, boy, huh You a green boy Why you making a scene boy? Huh Hydroclean, yuh Then I jump in a ring, boy (huh) Like AB, when the bell ring, I swing, boy (huh) Oh you actin'? Oh you actin' up What's gon' happen when somebody smack you up? (Smack) T.K.O just because he wanna be tough (tough) Bet you'll fold, when somebody call your bluff You say you stickin' to the script Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Grab a shovel, can you dig? In my zone, we splittin' wigs Ain't no time for talkin' shit Put yo' hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Crank it up in the parkin' lot, What these niggas talking 'bout? Lately I been seeing a lot Lately I been hearing a lot Gold gloves, gold gloves I don't remember where the apartment was You remember me from m-o-b Throwin' bows, c-a-t-e Nigga don't address me, text me Talkin' 'bout thug shit Fuck around gon' be in the ICU Nigga forever we come through And nigga, we gon' hit If you talkin' 'bout stank hoe, DJ Domo You say you stickin' to the script Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) Grab a shovel, can you dig? In my zone, we splittin' wigs Ain't no time for talkin' shit Put yo' hands up, nigga We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit) We can hit (we can hit), we can hit (we can hit)
Writer(s): Venetia Lewis, Aaquil Iben Shamon Brown, Alohonce Smith, Jarques Usher, Michael Len Williams, Jonathan Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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