Hit & Run

(album: 'Decent - 2023)

Got a [?] a thot, a tick for the tock
Just my kick, it's a block
Like I'm Jenny on my block
I know you need a charger, 'cause your phone on to

[tobi lou:]
Her best friend throwing me a party (Party)
I hope the shit go dumb (Dumb)
My ex got a new nigga, yeah
I hope the bitch don't come (Come, come, come)
I saw the moon last night (Ooh)
I thought that it was love (Love)
When I woke up, she was gone, uh
It felt like a hit-and-run, hit-and-run

Alabama, Louisiana, please excuse my country grammar
But it really do not matter, I don't got no fucking manners
Want a boy like Adam Sandler, drink that shit like it's a Fanta
Baking soda, I'm in Hammer, whip it, love my grandma
In a shell like Indiana, throw it like I'm Peyton Manning
Any time I'm in Atlanta, gotta hit up all my dancers
Popo barking, run with hammers, tryna throw me in the slammer
Don't just show up with a camera, 'cause it kill, persist that Canon
It's that new Star-Spangled Banger
This that new national anthem
You ain't even gotta stand up
But, baby put your fucking hands up
Put them bands up, baby, put them bands up, baby (Okay)
Put them bands up, baby, put them bands up, baby (Okay)
Put them bands up, baby, put them bands up, baby (Okay)
Put them bands up, baby, put them bands up, baby (Okay)
She hold my bag, it's a lie, got some things I can't drop
That's my baby, just my vibe, yeah this song, got surprised
Yeah, I know you going through it, 'cause I see right through
I know you need a charger, 'cause your phone on too

Her best friend throwing me a party (Party)
I hope the shit go dumb (Dumb)
My ex got a new nigga, yeah
I hope the bitch don't come (Come, come, come)
I saw the moon last night (Ooh)
I thought that it was love (Love)
When I woke up, she was gone, uh
It felt like a hit-and-run, hit-and-run

[Saba:]
I seen her leaving in Sherman's car, but nothing for me to call, shit
I thought I had game, boy, she would rather leave her exes on the leaderboard
It's an evil world, I was thinking we was gonna leave tomorrow
No, no, don't even really be in the party, I don't even gotta with a DM shawty, I'm tryna play machines [?]
Said she bossed up like her daddy with her baby, all that shit fugazi
Started ducking, wasn't for the taking, then she confiscated
Said I'm tryna go to world war with somebody daughter
They ain't getting shit, like the vending machine is out of order
So you gotta shake it, baby, in the spot, I say we gotta shake it
I ain't got no kids, but I'm on niggas that look like Claymation
Backroad, hit me with the Curry assist, girls with the dirtiest shit
Party of six, turning into text to text
Hot, too close, probably burn your face

[Chief Keef:]
Got a [?] a thot, a tick for the tock
Just my kick, it's a
Feet swollen, running this shit too long
Feet swollen, running

Feet swollen, running this shit too long
I got thirty bitches calling my two phones
They been fucking with you, what you do wrong
Bitch, you back your shit, get thrown on
Feet swollen, running this shit too long
Feet swollen, running this shit too long
I got bitches calling my two phones