"HIT LIST" lyrics
Hit list
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
When my hairline crisp, the fade sick
Feel like I'm that nigga
Black afro pick with the fist
Might just mix vodka in the Brisk
Knock a lot of chicks
So people say the boy got birds, like I cop a lot of bricks
Every day it's gwap I gotta get
Always try to be a team player, but you blockin' my assists
The same ones hatin' since day one, started hoppin' on my dick (shiii)
A live bitch get sent like an email
Lawyer up, 'cause the devil's in the details
Buy it cheap, wholesale, resell at retail
You ain't LGBT, stop actin' like a female, nigga
I give 'em bars every day
That's rare, like a Mexican in the NBA
The few, the proud, native of L.A.
The D stand for Dodgers, the H is the Hermès
Livin' legends, so fuck the airplay
Swear I can levitate and play in the air
Real players don't tailgate
You a bum and your chick ain't fresh, that's a stalemate
Verse already bananas, but yeah, wait
Juvenile cellmate, never the jail rape
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
Turnt up, beatin' on my chest like a male ape
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
I enter the stage, nigga, rack your gauge
I'm bustin' off somethin' awful
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
How many MCs must get dissed?
I'm a West Coast dude, typically laid back
Money Mayweather moves, mine is the Maybach
All that matters is Ferraris come in gray matte
Leave a hater's gray matter on a gray mat
Niggas get cabbage and mismanage their talent
Then wanna cause the next man damage
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
21, 22
I brandish, get the advantage
Then pop and hop in the Vanquish and vanish
The flow is Atlantis, low like Black Manta is
The Black man is:
Saturday, lucky seven, the exact Sabbath
Overstand it
This is what a year-round tan is
Made in the image and likeness of God
Superman don't kneel before General Zod, goddammit
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
Rap malice, offense, I could quarterback Dallas
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
I enter the stage, nigga, rack your gauge
I'm bustin' off somethin' awful
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
How many MCs must get dissed?
Off with his head, it was Rassassination, nigga
Now it's Rassassin's Creed, nigga
We got hoodies with V's on them, nigga
Huntin' all y'all, bitch-ass nigga
Blah!
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
When my hairline crisp, the fade sick
Feel like I'm that nigga
Black afro pick with the fist
Might just mix vodka in the Brisk
Knock a lot of chicks
So people say the boy got birds, like I cop a lot of bricks
Every day it's gwap I gotta get
Always try to be a team player, but you blockin' my assists
The same ones hatin' since day one, started hoppin' on my dick (shiii)
A live bitch get sent like an email
Lawyer up, 'cause the devil's in the details
Buy it cheap, wholesale, resell at retail
You ain't LGBT, stop actin' like a female, nigga
I give 'em bars every day
That's rare, like a Mexican in the NBA
The few, the proud, native of L.A.
The D stand for Dodgers, the H is the Hermès
Livin' legends, so fuck the airplay
Swear I can levitate and play in the air
Real players don't tailgate
You a bum and your chick ain't fresh, that's a stalemate
Verse already bananas, but yeah, wait
Juvenile cellmate, never the jail rape
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
Turnt up, beatin' on my chest like a male ape
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
I enter the stage, nigga, rack your gauge
I'm bustin' off somethin' awful
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
How many MCs must get dissed?
I'm a West Coast dude, typically laid back
Money Mayweather moves, mine is the Maybach
All that matters is Ferraris come in gray matte
Leave a hater's gray matter on a gray mat
Niggas get cabbage and mismanage their talent
Then wanna cause the next man damage
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
21, 22
I brandish, get the advantage
Then pop and hop in the Vanquish and vanish
The flow is Atlantis, low like Black Manta is
The Black man is:
Saturday, lucky seven, the exact Sabbath
Overstand it
This is what a year-round tan is
Made in the image and likeness of God
Superman don't kneel before General Zod, goddammit
(Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?)
Rap malice, offense, I could quarterback Dallas
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
I enter the stage, nigga, rack your gauge
I'm bustin' off somethin' awful
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Prepare for this rap killin'
Didn't they tell you that I was a savage?
How many MCs must get dissed?
Off with his head, it was Rassassination, nigga
Now it's Rassassin's Creed, nigga
We got hoodies with V's on them, nigga
Huntin' all y'all, bitch-ass nigga
Blah!
