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aki loud - hit em up lyrics

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i be feeling like 2pac in juice

i be shooting but i do not hoop

told that f+ck n+gga get off the stoop

i got animals tryna run loose

sip the henny it gimme a boost

got shawty she can’t pic and choose

now we got shawty runnin in circles

like her ass playing duck duck goose

i’m smoking and rolling and sleeping off xanny

she sucked me up and just l!cked me like candy

if i hit raw make that b+tch take plan b

ya n+ggas actors i think ya need grammys

i love
taxing these n+ggas like i’m uncle sammy

shawty be stripping she like dirty dancing

running in cribs until my ass get a mansion

a n+gga like me go and get it

to this street sh+t i’m committed

if u on that f+ck sh+t talking that tough sh+t

a couple hollows hit ya fitted

and if i run down

and go run game

then shawty gunna gimme digits

and ion gotta ask

i pass bro the torch

cuz all my n+ggas really wit it !
i’ll skoop a b+tch

hit it and quit

and spin her round like a fidget

my money long

where ya sh+t at

ya paper short like a midget

they way i be working

shawty she love

the way i work it in the kitchen

an if i go down

ill do the time

never was wit that that snitching

n+ggas really be folding
chain on its golden

my pockets fat they on swollen

hitting strikes no bowling

rap sh+t i’m chosen

getting top while i’m smoking

aki loud i go all in

aki loud i be balling

pass the ball i be crossing

all my oppas be falling

big guns no fighting

beat it up till the night end

all fam got no friends

whipping audis now i need a benz

they like aki boy you starting trends

got aim like a camera lens

f+ck the talking i make choppy get em

hit em up and watch the hollows split em

go smoke his ass and whoever wit em

hollows burn me up like i’m f+cking grilling

i got shooters on deck and they ain’t leaving no witness

n+ggas runnin need fitness

got ya moms on my hit list

in the kitchen watch the wrist fl!ck

money calling when my phone cl!ck

dimes and up don’t sell nicks

in the stu tryna get rich

she in the bed tryna get thick

n+ggas copy tryna be me

told my jewler f+cking freeze me

my wrist looking like pee pee

john vena can’t see me

n+ggas b+tches still pillow talking

glizzy on me when u see me walking

my wrist bright look like the sun

tell dj khalid i think i’m the one

hit my oopa wit a gal!ck gun

why hating on my momma son

just got a 30 bronem got the drum

n+ggas never really want problems

n+ggas never really want beef

start us up can’t stop us

and we keep keep it all street

n+ggas beefin over p+ssy

knew that never will be me

free bigwill said free bangz

and rell too let em all free!

n+ggas really be folding

chain on its golden

my pockets fat they on swollen

hitting strikes no bowling

rap sh+t i’m chosen

getting top while i’m smoking

aki loud i go all in

aki loud i be balling

pass the ball i be crossing

all my oppas be falling

big guns no fighting

beat it up till the night end

all fam got no friends

whipping audis now i need a benz

they like aki boy you starting trends

got aim like a camera lens

- aki loud lyrics

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