Hit Bout It lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Kodak Black)

 [Lil Yachty:]

Yeah, yeah, go

Woke up, feelin' shiesty

I'm on a, uh

Yeah, uh-huh

(Who the hell is-)

Woke up, feelin' shiesty, give me that pussy nicely

Hundred thousand on an ice piece, finna fuck a Pisces

Fifty hoes wanna be wifey, that's just too unlikely

Pull up, six deep just like the Isleys, pick your next move wisely

They say talk is cheap, but fuck that, my convo pricy

Two hundred racks inside that shoebox, bitch, it ain't no Nikes

She think I'm finna trick, I told her, "Don't get too excited"

Nigga, touch one hair on top of my head, them boys incitin' riots

I fuck her from the back and grip her neck, she can't keep quiet

This big, bad hood, you said you from lookin' mighty quiet

I only eat my main bitch pussy, I'm on a strict diet

My shooter lookin' like a center, homie 6'5"

Could kill me once, could even kill me twice, shit, I got six lives

I'm thinkin' movin' to Africa to marry six wives

I'm in New York, we stay with several pole and seven big knives

Might take his life for tellin' several lies, can't let shit fly

'Cause if we do, he'll tell the next guy, and then it's all bad

Who said he could come around this side without a hall pass?

I used to tweak, pourin' fours and Wock' inside a wine glass

These niggas burned, tryna pop Xans for a bypass (Who the hell is-)

I see you niggas every single time like an eyelash

This bitch said she like athletes, I walked in with them thigh pads

I'm paranoid, I can't hang out for long, bitch, I'm a nomad

Christmas came around, I had bought all steppers, brand new doormats

Inside the whip, bright orange like the Lorax

I'm built tough, was made to be outside just like Gortex

I should make a song about Ferraris, I don't do 'Vettes

My brother need a new tech, my mama want a new pet

This niggas flip-flop like every week, they in a new set

I know these niggas hate me 'cause I run like a nuisance

Too fly, over niggas heads like an air vent

Where I'm from, it's one way in and out like a camp tent

[Kodak Black:]

Put a convertible on the block, it look like Lamborghini

Put a convertible on the Glock, it look like Lamborghini

I just told lil' baby to bop before my girl see me (Who the hell is-)

Spend that lil' stack, get niggas whacked, you better not look for pinky

In and out the trap where I stay, but I ain't one sleepin'

I'm totin' an SK for no reason, all my opps are dead

I got rubies on my teeth and plus my molly is red

I'ma drop his ass soon as I see him, it ain't no discussion

Told her it ain't nothin' to get her a bust down if that pussy bussin'

All a sudden, bitches love me 'cause I'm gettin' money

I'ma punish any nigga decide to stand in front of me

I was spendin' bands before it was a trend from the ugly

Always got revenge, if I ain't get my man, I got his cousin

They know I made my woodwork, hop out with an Oak

Haters poppin' out the woodwork, but they wanna prope

I'm talkin' straight gas nigga, I want all the smoke

I just told Lil Yachty to scoot over, let me drive the boat

AR with the scope 'cause the Cartier on this side

You got a nigga yoke, you don't like it, we could hit 'bout it

We could hit 'bout it, yeah, we could hit 'bout it

Hittin' the missionary she start yellin', tell her, "Be quiet"

I'm with Lil Yachty, we got twin 'Raris

We don't fuck with niggas, you don't like it, we could hit 'bout it (Who the hell is-)

We could hit 'bout it, yeah, we could hit 'bout it

I ain't passin' my reefer, you don't like it, we could hit 'bout it

We could hit 'bout it, yeah, we could hit 'bout it

I ain't doin' no features, you don't like it, we could hit 'bout it