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letra de hit that - yrn veezo

[intro: yrn veezo]
(ayo southside, what the f-ck, man?)
boom, boom, boom, grrah!
veezo in this b-tch
red, what up, sl-tty?
uh (grrah), y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on
b-tch!

[verse 1: yrn veezo]
i hit that block like “f-ck who out there” (boom!)
let that .40 bust and burn his mouth there (grrah!)
catch a opp lackin’, strip his ass bare
and if his b-tch jump in? she catchin’ that flare! (b-tch!)
n-ggas be talkin’ like k!llers but foldin’ (foldin’)
hit in his chest now his ribs wide open (boom!)
say he got motion? we bend and revoke it
i got a drum in my glock, b-tch, i tote it!
(grrah, grrah!) in the trap like “where them l!cks?”
i done flipped me a pack, now i’m rich off sticks
shorty eat d-ck like a demon possessed
put her face in the sheets and a glock to her chеst (boom!)
yrn steppin’, no love for no thot
still finessin’ that chеck while i’m dodgin’ the cops
you think you safe ’cause you live on a yacht?
we slide with them choppers and air out the dock! (bah, bah!)
[chorus: yrn veezo & s-xyy red]
(yrn veezo)
bad b-tches to the front, let me see you get low (uh-huh)
gangstas to the back, let me see you let it blow (boom!)
hit that, spin back, f-ck what you heard (grrah!)
if i up this pole, b-tch, say the last word
(s-xyy red)
yeah, hit that d-ck, make it spit like a tech (like a tech)
pop this ass, let him nut on my neck (sl-t!)
we ain’t in love, i just f-ck for respect (uh-huh)
put this coochie in his mouth like a perc, leave him wrecked (ayy, ayy!)

[verse 2: s-xyy red]
this that “get sl-tty, shoot first” type anthem (uh-huh)
told veezo i’m ratchet, i’ll rock with the magnum (i do)
head game real, he gone ghost like a phantom (bye!)
eat this cat raw, then i bust like a cannon (boom!)
ass fat like a opp in the dirt
put his face in my crack, now he beggin’ for church (lord!)
got a glock in my purse, i be bustin’ on sight
let him suck toes, then i nut on his mic (haha)
red wig swingin’, this coochie ain’t average
ride his face ‘til he twitch like a savage
he came in a minute, i laughed and i dashed
left that boy droolin’ like he off a xan
i don’t cuddle, i cum then i spin
put his homie on live and i made him confess (facts!)
i’m the queen of the trench, big head, big chest
p-ssy got power, this box bringin’ death (boom!)
[chorus: yrn veezo & s-xyy red]
(yrn veezo)
bad b-tches to the front, let me see you get low (get low!)
gangstas to the back, let me see you let it blow (boom!)
hit that, spin back, f-ck what you heard
if i up this pole, b-tch, say the last word
(s-xyy red)
yeah, ride that d-ck, make it bounce like checks (bounce, bounce)
gag on the tip, f-ck love, what’s next?
we don’t kiss, just grip on the tech
sl-t from the north, got heat on my chest (red b-tch!)

[verse 3: yrn veezo]
tell her “bend that ass down, i got one in the head”
i ain’t cuffin’ no thot, i got guns in the bed (b-tch!)
opps keep dissin’ but bleed when they bled
i just smoked on they brother and p-ssed on his head (boom!)
told red, “spin with the switch,” she geekin’
coochie got grip, got me limp for the weekend
gave her a dub just to chill, now she tweakin’
i’m too up now, your main b-tch fiendin’
every time i dance, a b-tch wanna drop
every time i spin, a opp get shot (boom!)
every bar heat, no filler, no flop
yrn demon, i bleed my block (grrah!)
[outro: s-xyy red]
yeah, f-ck your b-tch, f-ck your clique
red and veezo got this b-tch lit
don’t hit my line unless you eatin’ this cl-t
and suckin’ toes with a gun on your hip, b-tch!

- yrn veezo

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