YBK47 - Hitman Lyrics

(Verse)
Who you know whip that Buick like a maro nigga
I'm the king past life Prolly was a pharaohs hitta
Bitch look at me with passion I'm ha hero
Back in high school Woulda thought I was a zero
Admit I was loner was attracted to them zeros
On the end of ones I was trapping hella cheerios
What you need I got it you can meet me at the citgo
Buddy hit my phone gotta tell me how his lick go
Got double crossed and I felt my stomach sick folk
I said what you mean crossed buddy where ya stick go
He said niggas got off hold on bro I'm at the citgo
I said what them niggas look like tryna get a mental
Lick went mad wrong molly full of hella fentanyl
Niggas tryna slime em out don't know what he been thru
I'm the hitman so he gotta hand me your picture
We gone hit mans crop his clan out the mixture
Put a hot one in ya ass we don't miss burr
Got a bad bitch I swear she good listener
Smart ass kid imma live to be a rich nerd
Serving after school in the suburbs to them rich turds
Say you in the streets but ya daddy prolly Richard
I don't rap for fun when I speak instant scripture
Now that I got this far do you see the picture?
Closed minded ahh nigga do you see it's bigger?
This is for the streets
Lil niggas in detention
Niggas feeling lonely at home
Need attention?
Niggas say the blood
Hop on dick and now they cripping
I been repping 47 jit put it on Vincent
Wouldn't give you shit now nigga not ten cents
Watch how you talk to me if you wanna keep living
Niggas got off once boy it's stuck bout that instance
I almost shot all yo kin for yo stupid decisions
Yea you Actin like we ain't use to be friends
On god that had me tripping
Used to smoke that gas w me I want to see ya limping
Pimping
Loading hollows yo name is my mission
Like I'm off them percs boya young nigga been itching
To hit him
Imma do him bad gah-d- I'll do him viscous
Gone need a heli packed to brim get air lifted
Gifted
With the flow you wanna go? I'll rip it
Tripping
Think you know bout me he must be sipping
Gotta new gun to stop tricking
Boy they stilll out here hitting licks man
I done just turned into the rich man
Pass me the picture im the Hitman
Imma shoot a nigga from distance
Bitch! Get Back! Need this tense
F*ck Ass Nigga! Aint Listening!

(Hook)
Who you know whip that Buick like a maro nigga
I'm the king past life Prolly was a pharaohs hitta
Bitch look at me with passion I'm ha hero
Back in high school Woulda thought I was a zero
Admit I was loner was attracted to them zeros
On the end of ones I was trapping hella cheerios
What you need I got it you can meet me at the citgo
Buddy hit my phone gotta tell me how his lick go
Got double crossed and I felt my stomach sick folk
I said what you mean crossed buddy where ya stick go
He said niggas got off hold on bro I'm at the citgo
I said what them niggas look like tryna get a mental
Lick went mad wrong molly full of hella fentanyl
Niggas tryna slime em out don't know what he been thru
I'm the hitman so he gotta hand me your picture
We gone hit mans crop his clan out the mixture