"Life Of A Hitta" lyrics
$hyfromdatre & Asian Doll Lyrics
I'm so sick of these rapping lil' girls on a beat
Swear they stay on a track tryna diss me
Please do not play with my name, do not play on my top
'Cause Lil $hy get you boo'd out the city
But who is y'all taking me for?
You get dropped on your head if you think this a game like a scrimmage
These lil' girls carry a Glock tryna act like they hard
I'm the same while they cap for your image
That's $hyfromdatre, you can follow me
Hoes said I wouldn't make it, I need my apology
Up on my page while they stalking me
Said you don't like, then, lil' momma, why is you watching me?
They need to take 'em a seat
Never said I was gangsta, ain't say I was street
But please don't think that it's sweet
I know I be chillin' but Lil $hy want all of the beef
Said that I cap in my raps, dismiss yourself
You gon' see me in public and piss yourself
Tighten up, lil' bruh, better fix yourself
You don't know who I am, better quiz yourself
They really be killing me
See me in person, ain't gonna got the same energy
Gotta be kidding me, I'm in the booth steady working
I really don't care if they feelin' me
When I hit the stage, I'ma rock out
How you a gangsta and don't even pop out?
Was bullied in middle school, wanted to drop out
Now if you look the wrong way, you get knocked out
These lil' niggas really some dorks
He got a lil' gun, now he think he done jumped off the porch
These niggas ain't slangin' that torch
And I'm gonna South posted up, hit up twin on a North
I'm tryna play me that Lambo
Big dawg status, yeah, I'm on my Rambo
It's straight to the top, it was top of the plan though
And I an stuntin' no threat from no hoe
I go where these lil' niggas can't go
Lil $hy 'bout a bankroll
And the reason I'm poppin' and it ain't no stoppin'
'Cause I ain't gotta cap like I be totin' no Draco
Don't let computer fame fool you
Real gangstas do not type on computers
I know some niggas who really will do ya
I gotta tell him to chill and don't bring out the Ruger
They like how I'm rocking and stuff
Dropped me a tape but that wasn't enough
Say that I'm mean, I can get a lil' tough
But I'm from Datre so I talk a lil' rough
These bitches, they ain't even though
I'm in Atlanta like snow on the bluffs
All them niggas you post, the same niggas get touched
Give him a meal if he say that I suck
Caught her ass lacking, bitch, you knew it was up
I'm getting money, it give me a rush
Hoe wanna hang but ain't got enough
Bitch ain't no runner, you knock, you get bucked
Yeah, I'm bad, they so mad
Hating on the Doll, these bitches got no cash
Brown skin cutie, bankroll with a fat ass
Real street bitch, on the gang, they know that
These niggas talking, ain't dropping enough
Trustin' these niggas like trustin' a cluck
I'm booked in your city, we fucking it up
You say that it's smoke, so I'm takin' a puff
I want a whole lotta Benji's
Throw me the dubs, keep all the scrubs
Gimme the hunnids and fiffties
$hy hot, your girl really litty
Pop out and come to your city
In the streeets, it can really get real
Stop all that cappin' like you in a field
Still tryna feed they lil' image, that's why they get killed
Yeah, let's go
AP on me iced out
I'm tired of the gold and diamonds in my mouth
Ain't no cap, nigga
Swear they stay on a track tryna diss me
Please do not play with my name, do not play on my top
'Cause Lil $hy get you boo'd out the city
But who is y'all taking me for?
You get dropped on your head if you think this a game like a scrimmage
These lil' girls carry a Glock tryna act like they hard
I'm the same while they cap for your image
That's $hyfromdatre, you can follow me
Hoes said I wouldn't make it, I need my apology
Up on my page while they stalking me
Said you don't like, then, lil' momma, why is you watching me?
They need to take 'em a seat
Never said I was gangsta, ain't say I was street
But please don't think that it's sweet
I know I be chillin' but Lil $hy want all of the beef
Said that I cap in my raps, dismiss yourself
You gon' see me in public and piss yourself
Tighten up, lil' bruh, better fix yourself
You don't know who I am, better quiz yourself
They really be killing me
See me in person, ain't gonna got the same energy
Gotta be kidding me, I'm in the booth steady working
I really don't care if they feelin' me
When I hit the stage, I'ma rock out
How you a gangsta and don't even pop out?
Was bullied in middle school, wanted to drop out
Now if you look the wrong way, you get knocked out
These lil' niggas really some dorks
He got a lil' gun, now he think he done jumped off the porch
These niggas ain't slangin' that torch
And I'm gonna South posted up, hit up twin on a North
I'm tryna play me that Lambo
Big dawg status, yeah, I'm on my Rambo
It's straight to the top, it was top of the plan though
And I an stuntin' no threat from no hoe
I go where these lil' niggas can't go
Lil $hy 'bout a bankroll
And the reason I'm poppin' and it ain't no stoppin'
'Cause I ain't gotta cap like I be totin' no Draco
Don't let computer fame fool you
Real gangstas do not type on computers
I know some niggas who really will do ya
I gotta tell him to chill and don't bring out the Ruger
They like how I'm rocking and stuff
Dropped me a tape but that wasn't enough
Say that I'm mean, I can get a lil' tough
But I'm from Datre so I talk a lil' rough
These bitches, they ain't even though
I'm in Atlanta like snow on the bluffs
All them niggas you post, the same niggas get touched
Give him a meal if he say that I suck
Caught her ass lacking, bitch, you knew it was up
I'm getting money, it give me a rush
Hoe wanna hang but ain't got enough
Bitch ain't no runner, you knock, you get bucked
Yeah, I'm bad, they so mad
Hating on the Doll, these bitches got no cash
Brown skin cutie, bankroll with a fat ass
Real street bitch, on the gang, they know that
These niggas talking, ain't dropping enough
Trustin' these niggas like trustin' a cluck
I'm booked in your city, we fucking it up
You say that it's smoke, so I'm takin' a puff
I want a whole lotta Benji's
Throw me the dubs, keep all the scrubs
Gimme the hunnids and fiffties
$hy hot, your girl really litty
Pop out and come to your city
In the streeets, it can really get real
Stop all that cappin' like you in a field
Still tryna feed they lil' image, that's why they get killed
Yeah, let's go
AP on me iced out
I'm tired of the gold and diamonds in my mouth
Ain't no cap, nigga
