Lyrics Detriot Flow - HitEmUpTy feat. JayMoneyy

Ay I'm not a rapper but I can rap like yall detriot niggas
And Ian even serious
Like I Can Deadass play around joke around and that shit will still be hard

Uh Gang (Gang) we finna pop out
Catch em at the drive thru and make a nigga clock out
All you heard was
That's a knock out
And Ian talking bout Craig
Ion got no rock out
Yeah gang tell Em to pop out
Niggas talking shit
We finna slide with the Glocks out
Put a bullet in his head we spinning blocks now
We left him leaking they done came around the corner with the mop out
Left em leaking they done came around the corner with the mop out
Tried to take a picture with the gang and you got cropped out
Why you hop up in the car if you yeen shooting nigga hop out
And I graduated high school nigga I couldn't be a drop out
Yeah gang we on a new time
Come around this corner you gone die and that's a new line
Fuck around playing with the gang and you gone meat mine
Got this double cup we pouring out the red but this is not wine
Double cup we pouring out the red but this is not wine
Keep dissing the gang and you gone be up on that chalked line
Pull up where a nigga work and we gone make Em resign
Nigga you don't got nine lives bitch you not a feline

No we can not link if you ain't giving head
Get up off yo knees and get up on the bed
I'm cutting bitches off you thought I was a dread
Nigga thought that he was gangster till he spent and caught one to the head
Nigga thought that he was gangster till he spent and caught one to the head
He said he was sleepy so he got a casket for a bed
Ian talking bout by Daylight but we gone leave a fuck nigga dead
Stack getting thick as hell its fucking up my fucking spread
Talking crazy to a nigga fuck around and you get smacked up
All these hating niggas told me take it down I put it back up
Money coming in I told that nigga get his racks
I can not come to the party if I can I had a strap tucked
No I'm not JT but this Scat finna act up
I can make a phone call and get a nigga packed up
You know your money fake pussy nigga put the racks up
If Jenna wasn't gay and she was single I would try to fuck
Shoutout Ty but I guarantee we finna hit em up
Nigga FBG I make a call and seen that nigga Duck
Thick bitch she ugly as hell had me throwing up
Bottle of Peroxide it only burn when its up in the cut
Uh gang burn up in the cut
Ugly bitch I don't really love her I just love to nut
Put the dick up in her stomach make her feel in her gut
And that lil hoe really nasty that lil hoe a fucking slut
Yeah she nasty ion give a fuck
Strip club throwing up the ones I tell Em run it up
Nigga called me asking for a dollar told that nigga what
I just made a couple bands I watched my nigga go and fuck it up

Uh gang this a new verse
Yo ex nigga did you wrong bitch I can do worse
She just got done fucking say she want a new purse
Would've thought I had a Uno card the way I made her reverse
This the last verse I gave bro the play I told him go first
Knocking on that window seen that boy and left him in a hearse
Must be of a perky only I thing I know is go
Only time I'm seeing red is from the gas cause ain't no stop sign
Only time she feel me when I swim in it like Michael Phelps
Tatted on my skin cause that's the only thing I ever felt
Ain't no free passes Ian never need no fucking help
No more waiting on this shit its time to get it now its our time