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hittin’ nova - young olt lyrics

[intro]
yeah
b*tch i been tryna’ go whip the soda
b*tch i been tryna’ go whip the soda
i up that gl!ck and then rip, it’s over
i up that stick, when i rip it’s over
we got them sticks, they in the sofa
we got them bricks, they in the sofa

[hook]
uh, bakin’ soda
hop in the kitchen and whip the yola
shoot the stick at yo whip, finna flip it over
show the racks to a b*tch told her, “bend it over”
i can’t tweak too much, i’m on probation
if i crash out one time then they said it’s over
try to rob me? that’s dumb, you won’t make it nowhere
that’s like playing a game with a dead controller
on my mama, i swear i’ma ball out
lock me up, i’ma thug ‘till the sentеnce over
tell yo family gеt low ‘till the spin is over
y’all take 1? we take 3, you ain’t gettin’ over
blocboy, b*tch i’ma “shoot”, when i’m in the rover
we gon’ shoot ‘till it cl!ck and the clip is over
fill up them bottles with soap and then send them over
catch a body down this b*tch, then i’m hittin’ nova
[verse]
uh, then i’m hittin’ nova
they ran off with yo pack but i kept mine
keep a glock, let it sing like left eye
up the glock, shoot a b*tch in his left eye, uh
hit this blunt
what is that? that’s a dead guy, uh
swerve on a n*gga block, now it’s bedtime, uh
i pray to god that i never do fed time
but you will never, ever know when it’s led time
i need like 50
i been workin’
hit the scene, b*tch i’m flexing on purpose
aye, run up get 50
i can merch it
n*gga reach for a chain, i’ma murk him
got me a bl!cky
now i’m purgin’
stay the f*ck out my way or i’m burnin’
b*tch i’m a trap*star, that’s for certain
you are a cap*star, that’s for certain
if a opp with his b*tch, they get baked together
throw some racks in this b*tch, tryna’ change the weather
b*tch we thuggin’ ain’t sh*t they can say or tell us
keep that pack to yo*self, we be stainin’ fellas
if 12 get us we solid, no sing or tellin’
got some forces on b*tch, and i need margielas
we gon’ rob in this b*tch ‘till we hit the millions
if he don’t give up that pack, n*gga f*ckin’ k!ll him
[hook]
uh, bakin’ soda
hop in the kitchen and whip the yola
shoot the stick at yo whip, finna flip it over
show the racks to a b*tch told her, “bend it over”
i can’t tweak too much, i’m on probation
if i crash out one time then they said it’s over
try to rob me? that’s dumb, you won’t make it nowhere
that’s like playing a game with a dead controller
on my mama, i swear i’ma ball out
lock me up, i’ma thug ‘till the sentence over
tell yo family get low ‘till the spin is over
y’all take 1? we take 3, you ain’t gettin’ over
blocboy, b*tch i’ma “shoot”, when i’m in the rover
we gon’ shoot ‘till it cl!ck and the clip is over
fill up them bottles with soap and then send them over
catch a body down this b*tch, then i’m hittin’ nova

- young olt lyrics

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