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flyer then ever - el hitta lyrics

[intro: el hitta]
uh
b*tch
ah
here we go
hitta, look

[verse 1: el hitta]
you look suspicious, you know you not with it, he tryna be all in my vision
she not from out here, but soon as i got her [?], i beat that lil’ kidney
i don’t like problems, so i just complete all the missions and lay that b*tch up like i’m pimpin’
that boy a n0body, all day, he seek for attention and be in his feelings like women
my brother told me my humbleness too f*ckin’ scary ’cause i be too humble in person
i get off x on the weekend and hitta be lurkin’ and she say i’m cuter in person
i make him fall like he donnie mcclurkin, i’m rollin’ like i’m in a circus on purpose
i am so focused like forward, ain’t no rehearsin’ my music, i don’t be rehearsin’, ah
he so impatient, i don’t waste n0body time, so my time, it should not be wasted
you should be mad at yourself ’cause of all that hate, man, i knew you was honorin’ satan
just ran into my lil’ ex b*tch, she wanna l!ck, man, hitta gon’ leave that ho waitin’
eleven times he got hit, man, how much he can take? got so much sh*t on my plate

[chorus: el hitta & polo g]
ayy, flyer then ever
i be so high ’cause the higher the better
beautiful ladies, they callin’ me clever
posted up like i’m a stamp on a letter
uh, i was trappin’ to get through the struggle
all this guap, man, i’m makin’ the muscle
new designer, this drip leavin’ puddles
i just f*ck her and leave, i don’t cuddle
ayy, flyer then ever
i be so high ’cause the higher the better
beautiful ladies, they callin’ me clever
posted up like i’m a stamp on a letter
uh, i was trappin’ to get through the struggle
all this guap, man, i’m makin’ the muscle
new designer, this drip leavin’ puddles
i just f*ck her and leave, i don’t cuddle
[verse 2: polo g]
canada goose with the glock in my coat
lil duck ain’t gon’ play, hit his top when he score
quarterback with them bullets like tom, what he throw
can’t forget ’bout lil wooski
swear them n*ggas like curry and klay, let off shots like a pro
lil’ bro ‘nem say less, they just c*ck it and blow
heavy artillery like call of duty, i’m totin’ on somethin’ with a dot and a scope
if we slide in the winter, get dropped in the snow
like to do all that woofin’, i ain’t with none of that
we just gon’ clap if you put on a show
used to post up on sed’, i had rocks for the low
lil’ b*tch, i’m ttg, i don’t rock with the folks
had to slide to his crib, he don’t come out no more
like a jehovah witness, we knock at his door
on the ‘book like he gangster, but in his hood, he a goofy
the opps make a walk to the store, i might f*ck on this b*tch and stick c*ck in her throat
i know she was a thot, she a waffle lil’ ho
i hit her once, fell in love with my stroke
got her wet like aaliyah, i’m rockin’ her boat
she like “d*mn, polo, you don’t call me no more”
i done k!lled every verse, now they call me the g.o.a.t
they like, “cap’, boy, you gifted,” i told ’em, “i know”

- el hitta lyrics

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