Hit or Miss 2 (Freestyle) ft. Marz Drippy Lyrics

Shots flying it's another dead

Me and Drip tucking, not for internet

If i want it on me ima have it on me

If i got it on me, then it's in your head

We was never fed, school of Columbine

Diamond chasing niggas now it's dotted lines

We can never trip when the dollars fly

Whether hit or miss a nigga gotta die

If Niggas ain't down to ride

I could come in there dolo and I'll let them choppas fly

I don't wanna homicide

But if niggas keep playing then somebody gotta die

Feel like Mike Jack when I beat it

My finger itching to squeeze it

Get to ootin like Gilbert Arenas

And we still alive still undefeated

Drippy with me while i'm rizzing her up

He take for the team so he cool with her friend

Shit getting better for me

You keep yelling out we

Coulda swore you was fluent in French

Red dot head top shoot wit a lens

Next stop rest stop you in the ends

Nigga was thinking of leaving but looks is deceiving

He breathing so hit em again

Don't go running and don't go tripping

We is not worried bout no opposition

Not beefing with niggas got no pot to piss in

I ball like Mcgrady but not on the Pistons

More like Orlando

I'm boutta take off like a rocket

Ya bitch was moving like a fan bro

I got forty thousand in my pockets

Nigga just stop it we break the door no knocking

Pull up like twelve no Stockton

Pray we don't pop in

Shoot and don't miss or you give me no option

I gave her back now she saying I'm toxic

I gave her back now she saying I'm not shit

Who next on the hit-list?

Only time Chris miss

Niggas was riding on sleds with stockings

I teach you the difference

I'm on a mission, you inefficient, my body different

Your body missing, cooking it up

I'm in the stu, you in the kitchen

Mag hit his hair, lift the extensions

I'ma need space, i'ma need distance

Chill with the face, I don't need kissing

No touching my bag it's a limit edition

Imma make niggas get in they cardio

Playboy make em see red like i'm carti tho

Put a M on his head like he Mario

When this shit come on you turn up the audio

Like charisma who fuckin with us? no one

Hadda do it again cuz we spazzed on the old one

I hadda flip me a pack I sold one

I hadda pop me a perc I'm on one

Gritty day a more gritty night, I'm from Grant

My niggas are moving on any night

GDM nigga welcome to city life

I'm just different cus really I'm really nice

Saks up, drill wit Amiris I'm really fly

Traps up, pull up with nine and da 45's

Back up, I need some space like a gigabyte

Act up, last thing you see is a beam of light

It's a lock on the door drippy what we gon do?

We gon break thru the window and hop thru the room

Ima sneak thru the errrrr the door feeling loose

Automatic or burst, we sending out two

His alarm going off man he better hit snooze

Now I think he awake but he don't got a clue

Put the stick to his head now he looking confused

Then I pull on the trigger all you hear is