[Lyric] HIT HIT (Yungan Urban)

[Intro: Yungan Urban]
Ayy
Bah, bah-bah
It's Urban
Hah, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Yungan Urban]
He got me fucked up if he think that I'm scared of some beef (For real)
All these guys in this truck, nah, he scared of me (Grrah)
My dawgs be feinding for blood, we came from the mud, now we eatin' pedigree
I'm a young ass thug with no Jeffree (For real)
Step into any nigga that's addressing me (For real)
All that shit that you talk it be cap
And I don't give a fuck 'bout this rap

[Chorus: Yungan Urban]
But I'ma blow at your ass (Bah, bah, bah)
Better believe you ain't gon' hit shit (Boom)
And I swear to god, nigga gotta keep me a blick
I swear this bitch gon' hit-hit (Bllllrah)
[Verse 1: Yungan Urban & Lil Loaded]
Broke nigga need to go get your weight up (Hah)
Broke nigga can't even buy makeup (Bitch)
She comin' to me when y'all break up
Now she chillin' with me with my hand on her head, gettin' sucked (Stupid ass nigga)
Ayo, ayy, fuck what you mean (Fuck it), fuck what you talkin' 'bout? (Hah)
You come in between me and my team (Bitch), I'ma shoot at your mom house (Hah)
I'ma heat it up like the summer (For real)
Fuck it, I'ma let it burn just like Usher (For real)
I got more buzz than the buzzer
I got more buns in the oven (Loaded)
Step on a nigga like a motherfuckin' Gusher (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Lil Loaded]
Thank god I'm shootin' for the logo, bitch (Logo)
AR the size of a pogo stick (Llrrrah)
Double D titties in the four-door whip (Lil-lil bitch)
Blueface money, I'm a real deal Crip (Oh yeah)
I'ma pop out with somethin' like "Crank That" (What?)
When I hit that lil' bitch I'ma spank that (Yeah)
I'ma hop out the cut like, "What?" (What?)
When you see me lil' nigga don't run (Don't run)
Three niggas is nothin' to drum (Grrah)
Tryna get a nigga gone, shit a mob (Yo Switch)
Where he at? (Where?) In the sky (What?)
Nigga pussy (Huh), gotta die (Go)
Nigga tellin' (What?), he fried (Gang)
Nigga knock off his head (Loaded), he ain't usin' his mind
[Pre-Chorus: Yungan Urban]
He got me fucked up if he think that I'm scared of some beef (For real)
All these guys in this truck, nah, he scared of me (Grrah)
My dawgs be feinding for blood, we came from the mud, now we eatin' pedigree
I'm a young ass thug with no Jeffree (For real)
Step into any nigga that's addressing me (For real)
All that shit that you talk it be cap
And I don't give a fuck 'bout this rap

[Chorus: Yungan Urban]
But I'ma blow at your ass (Bah, bah, bah)
Better believe you ain't gon' hit shit (Boom)
And I swear to god, nigga gotta keep me a blick
I swear this bitch gon' hit-hit (Bllllrah)