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Hit Stick
813
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hit Stick was released on November 19, 2021 by Never Broke Again/Motown Records as a part of the album Never Broke Again: The Compilation, Vol. 1
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Release DateNovember 19, 2021
LabelNever Broke Again/Motown Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Never Broke Again
Never Broke Again
Performer
Rojay MLP
Rojay MLP
Rap
Tiny
Tiny
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Duron Gerald Stukes
Duron Gerald Stukes
Composer
Maurice Jordan
Maurice Jordan
Composer
Roger Mitchell Guerin III
Roger Mitchell Guerin III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tiny
Tiny
Producer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Dirty Money
I bet if I touch it I could make it clean
You know the deal
We keep it real
Bitch it ain't no in between
Fell asleep off that juice
Woke up from a lucid dream
Can't see me turning like
Bitch you and Raheem
I'm my brother's keeper
Yes I am
Never snitchin' on no ****
If we end up in a jam
Tell the plug to fly in
And he hit me when he land
Walk inside the trap tonight
And we leave out with them bands
Like what you said?
[Verse 2]
I call on you
You call on me
I'll be your helping hand
These **** dusty
Claim they spending like a silly band
Pussy softer than a sponge
Tryna be like Dirty Dan
Need to be left in the trash
Like an empty soda can
[Verse 3]
Mobbin off what a bitch do
You supposed to be a man
I say go and they say cool
Bitch we going Super Sayian
If they eating and watch you starve
Then you need some better friends
How you learn from your mistakes
If you gon do that shit again
Coming through your window
Like my name was Broman
Got some shit that burn you bad
And probably give you a sun tan
Marching through your hood
With a stick that's loud as a band
Don't you let them catch you slippin'
Under any circumstance
Trying me like playing the lottery
You might have a better chance
Man down here we go
Somebody call the ambulance
All that dissin' on the net
You end up dying behind that gram
I aint tryna be nobody else
'Cause I know who I am
You can't Dodge me in that Ram
[Verse 4]
Dirty Money
I bet if I touch it I could make it clean
You know the deal
We keep it real
Bitch it ain't no in between
Fell asleep off that juice
Woke up from a lucid dream
Can't see me turning like
Bitch you and Raheem
I'm my brother's keeper
Yes I am
Never snitchin' on no ****
If we end up in a jam
Tell the plug to fly in
And he hit me when he land
Walk inside the trap tonight
And we leave out with them bands
You understand yeah
Written by: Duron Gerald Stukes, Maurice Jordan, Roger Mitchell Guerin III
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