Hit the Scene
کاور آهنگ Hit the Scene از NLE Choppa

Hit the Scene

Narco Choppa۱۳۹۸۳:۰۵

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Yeah, yeah, huh, huh

Yeah, yeah, huh, hahaha

Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah

Gucci shoes on my feet, when I hit the scene, I'm drippin'

We killin' everybody, bitch, I can't leave a witness

Shootin' at that nigga mama, we gon' spare the children

I just copped a brand new llama, shoot it 'til it's empty

Pow, pow, on the scene, shoot the opps 'til they drop, drop

24 shots hit his ass with a shot clock

Couple blunts in rotation, bitch, this is a hotbox

Ridin' round with hot Glocks, tryna pop a nigga top

Only want big dollars, no assist, can't take no dials (No dials)

Know these bitches love me, they get wet just from my rocks (Wet, wet)

Fuck me for my icy watch, lil' ho get off my top (Get off my top)

Been killin' all these rappers, that's just one too many crimes, uh

Slide in the space coupe, NASA, whoa, ice on her neck Alaska, froze

All in your girlfriend camera roll, feelin' too fly like Dasah, whoa

They wanna see me down (Down), lil' bitch I won't go down (I can't)

Now I'm on the road out of town, they hate that I'm up right now

Lil' groupie be callin' me dumb, go ape in the booth like I'm Kong

Can't chase me a bitch, I want funds, that shit too bad for my lungs

Ravioli my sauce, and Ralph, that's my hoodie

If they ain't got money, they can't even book me

My bitches be blowin' while eatin' that pussy

I just want the top, let the gang have your coochie

Gucci shoes on my feet, when I hit the scene, I'm drippin'

We killin' everybody, bitch, I can't leave a witness

Shootin' at that nigga mama, we gon' spare the children

I just copped a brand new llama, shoot it 'til it's empty

Pow, pow, on the scene, shoot the opps 'til they drop, drop

24 shots hit his ass with a shot clock

Couple blunts in rotation, bitch, this is a hotbox

Ridin' round with hot Glocks, tryna pop a nigga top

Clutchin' my tool

I'm ready to clash out, just like 2K, make a nigga lag out

All of that talkin', you showin' your ass now

Hittin' your pockets, I'm runnin' your stash now

Scammin' and rappin', we want all the fetty

I'm countin' up green, it's comin' like lettuce

Big gas on the low, we pull up and sell it

My mouth on zip, you know that I'm jealous

He steppin' to me, he must be on drugs

As soon as I see him, hit him with a slug

Don't fuck with these hoes

I can't show no love, do dirt on my own with me and my glove

Whoop a nigga ass, he was talkin' too tough

Up the Glock, 50 round, I'ma leave a nigga stuck

You know I'm untouchable

I can't be touched, try to rob me, better try your luck

Glizzy got a beam and the bitch got a penis

Hit him with the heat like he livin' in Phoenix

I'm out of this world

I'm livin' on Venus, I pour up the fours, I love to be leanin'

Up the Glock on who?

I'ma hit a nigga four times, Glock 23, leave a nigga with no mind

Finessin' the city, I feel like I'm 2 Chainz

Shoot him in the back, leave him with no spine

How you gon' rob a robber? Burberry collar

Hollow tips hit a nigga, make a nigga holler

Condom on my dick, baby, I don't need no toddler

You know I'm Jamaican, I'm hangin' with them shottas, yeah!

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Rrrrrraaaa! Yeah-yeah