Lyrics Hitman (feat. Young Thug & Lil G) - Young Thug , Skippa Da Flippa

Havin'

I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man (Shut up)
50 shots I got for 50 mans (Go)
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man (Many man)
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again (Swear)
Hitman, hitman (Hit 'em), hitman, hitman (Hitman)
Hitman, hitman (Shh), hitman, hitman, hitman (Woah)
Hitman, hitman (What else?), hitman (What else?), hitman (Uh)
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman (Flippa)

You know I ride the beat like I ride the street
More higher than you can see, I'm like Hadouken be
I knock off your head and I go and collect
Although I teach you lil' niggas, I'm ready to turn to a sped, nigga
Hitman, hitman, hitman, hitman, Thugger the hitman
Catch you down bad and I fire your ass up
Leave you stinkin' like chitterlings (Fire, uh)
Super Bowl ring, I feel like Bill Gates' best man (Woo)
I don't got all of my pants, so do not try test me
I'm ready for seconds (Woo)
How many times have I told you Young Thugger
Be slime like the reverend? (How many times?)
How many times? How many times? How many times? (How many times?)
FN gon' hit in your hip-ah (Woo)
I'm with the Skippa Da Flippa (What?)
And he ready to flip, haha, hey

I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man (Shut up)
50 shots I got for 50 mans (Go)
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man (Many man)
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again (Swear)
Hitman, hitman (Hit 'em), hitman, hitman (Hitman)
Hitman, hitman (Shh), hitman, hitman, hitman (Woah)
Hitman, hitman (What else?), hitman (What else?), hitman (Uh)
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman

I can pull up with them Glocks and hit just like a hitman (I can)
Boy, stop all that conversating, nigga, you the doorman (Stop that)
I can treat a nigga like a foot soldier, a henchman
I'm not gon' play with this bitch,
Pop a pill, then get in it (Let's do it)
Skippa, Flippa (Flippa)
Don't love the bitch, tip her
7.62's like missiles (7.62's)
I call on these hoes like a whistle (Frrt)
I go brazy
Know I want more than Grady (Uh-uh)
Bankroll thick like jiggly gravy
Vintage drip from the '80s (Wop)
I'm drip walkin', bitch (Let's go)
Perc 10s got me moonwalking, bitch (Moonwalking)
Block that ho on social, I just lost a stalking bitch (Burnt bitch)
Jeff just hit my phone, new shipment, Margiela kicks (Slatt, slatt)
All my shooters Scottie Pippen, they all hittin'

I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man (Shut up)
50 shots I got for 50 mans (Go)
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man (Many man)
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again (Swear)
Hitman, hitman (Hit 'em), hitman, hitman (Hitman)
Hitman, hitman (Shh), hitman, hitman, hitman (Woah)
Hitman, hitman (What else?), hitman (What else?), hitman (Uh)
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman