Hit after Lyrics

I be in the studio all day making, Hit after hit after hit after hit

Show after show after show, Line em up I'm on the road

You can't name one, that ain't go, She say I'm cool, yeah real cold

Ice on my body I'm making it snow, I'm feeling her body I'm touching her soul

Now we colliding we losing control, Came a long way from kicking in doors

We used to get high and jump off the porch Now I get high and rock all these shows

Said she gon' ride like, ready set go, She got a Glock it come with the bag

I'm not out here saving no ho, Me and mine, count up the money we get to that cash

I be in the studio all day making, Hit after hit after hit after hit

Show after show after show, Line em up I'm on the road

You can't name one, that ain't go, She say I'm cool, yeah real cold

Ice on my body I'm making it snow, I'm feeling her body I'm touching her soul

Now we colliding we losing control, Came a long way from kicking in doors

Used to get high and jump off the porch

Now I get high and rock out these shows

Said she gon' ride like ready set go, She got a Glock it come with the bag

No I can not, fall for no ho, Saying you real, but how you do that

Say you get money but don't got a bag ,Say you get money but don't got a load

All of these people be doing the most, All of these people just lie when they post

She rolling my shit, straight out the pound Yeah lil nigga, I ain't smoking no roach

Diamonds my neck, they looking like ropes, My boy he a soldier, yeah he tote

Dressing all white, look like the Pope, Back in the day I used to cook on the stove

Cooking it up, get that shit gone, Yeah that cash coming in every load

Her back, I be breaking oh no, She throwing it back, she do it for show

I'm living this life, yeah for real, No lil nigga this shit ain't for show

I be in the studio all day making, Hit after hit after hit after hit

Show after show after show, Line em up I'm on the road

You can't name one, that ain't go, She say I'm cool, yeah real cold

Ice on my body I'm making it snow, I'm feeling her body I'm touching her soul

Now we colliding we losing control, Came a long way from kicking in doors

I used to get hot and drop off the porch, Now I get high and rock all these shows

Said she gon' ride like ready set go, She got a Glock and came with a bag

No I will not fall for no ho, Damn lil nigga why you do that

She a demon she shoot you in the back, She need no reason to be toting that gat

She slime you out, she screaming slat, Set your ass up just for them racks

She in the alleyway posted with gat, Throw her at alley she take off your hat

Take off your head she take off your top, She shoot til it click, shoot til it stop

I be in the studio all day making, Hit after hit after hit after hit

Show after show after show, Line em up I'm on the road

You can't name one, that ain't go, She say I'm cool, yeah real cold

Ice on my body I'm making it snow, feeling her body I'm touching her soul

Now we colliding we losing control, Came a long way from kicking in doors

I used to get hot and drop off the porch Now I get high and rock all these shows

Say she gon' ride like ready set go, She got a Glock it came with a bag

I'm not out here saving no ho, Me and mine yeah, we count up the cash