[Producer Tag]
Decicco
[Intro: JohnnyLegg]
Don't hit me up on the 50 shit
Don't hit me up on the 50 shit
Don't hit me up on the 50 shit
Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me
[Chorus: JohnnyLegg]
Don’t hit me up, on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
All of my niggas, they really hip (they really hip)
You talkin' cash? I ain’t hearin' it (huh)
I end this shit with a period (buh buh)
Don't hit me up on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
I go to sleep on the Ritalin (on the Ritalin)
Ay you talk down, get your face cut (what?)
Bitch speak less, get your weight up (bitch)
I got some shooters in Cali (buh)
I got some shooters in Washington (ch ch ch cheew)
If you 50 I got you tracked down (tracked)
Got yo ass movin' to Oregon (ha yeah)
That snitch boy really caught me a case
Come shop bitch cuz you know the place
If you 50 better know that’s it’s laced
Don’t hit me up cuz i’m passing your page
[Verse 1: JohnnyLegg]
And I can’t change bitch, you know the deal
Fuck life cuz i’m still takin' pills
I'm a young boy, i’m still out in the field
I'm a demon, I was put here to kill
Low standards, you still rock inna van (skrt)
But that’s cool, cuz i'll pass inna Benz (skrt skrrrt)
You're too 50, I can’t call you my mans
Don’t cry, put your ass in depends
My niggas ain't sweet, we go harder (harder)
Plug that bitch up like a charger (like a charger)
My money blue like the water (splash)
Ay she call me daddy, no father (no father)
I'ma head out, I'ma catch me a meal
Good man, hook me up wit a deal
Last year, I forgot how to feel (buh buh buh)
He was fifty, so they found his ass killed
Bitches be sayin im global (global)
Nigga dont hit up my Mobile (my mobile)
Turn up I think this a hit (huh)
Dont make me pull out my glick (buh)
Dont hit me up on that 50 shit (dont hit me up)
Dont hit me up on that 50 shit (dont hit me up)
Dont hit me up on that 50 shit (dont hit me up)
Dont hit me, you hear me, dont hit me (ay ayy)
[Chorus: JohnnyLegg & Whiteshow]
Don’t hit me up, on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
All of my niggas, they really hip (they really hip)
You talkin' cash? I ain’t hearin' it (huh)
I end this shit with a period (buh buh)
Don't hit me up on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
I go to sleep on the Ritalin (on the Ritalin)
Ay you talk down, get your face cut (what?)
Bitch speak less, get your weight up (bitch)
I got some shooters in Cali (buh)
I got some shooters in Washington (ch ch ch cheew)
If you 50 I got you tracked down (tracked)
Got yo ass movin' to Oregon (ha yeah oregon)
That snitch boy really caught me a case
Come shop bitch cuz you know the place
If you 50 better know that’s it’s laced
Don’t hit me up cuz i’m passing your page
[Verse 2: Whiteshow]
Hit up the plug with a period (a period)
No laughing emoji i'm serious (too too serious)
Fuck wrong with these bitches i'm curious (curious)
Talk to my glick, I ain't hearin' it (nah)
Cash stuffed in the place where I lay
Stop tweeting bitch, you know where I stay (you know)
Missing person when I went MIA
Lookin' for me like its first 48 (uhh)
You never felt what a four of that tech do
You my brother then i'm boutta protect you (puh)
Get in the guts baby i'ma dissect you
Rollie presidential, it might elect you
They sendin' shots at my trap (uhh)
I sent a hunnid right back (shoot it)
You 50 got hunnid rounds max (max)
Pop a perc' 30, relax (relax)
Trap house windows boarded (boarded)
Pull up and get what you ordered (shop)
Three of that OG a quarter (a quarter)
Bankroll on me, its enormous (its enormous)
Where you gon' be at when shit goin south
I got choppers sittin' under the couch
I got cheddar like a ma'fuckin mouse
Mutombo shit block a bitch, not in my house (fifty!)
[Chorus: JohnnyLegg]
Don’t hit me up, on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
All of my niggas, they really hip (they really hip)
You talkin' cash? I ain’t hearin' it (huh)
I end this shit with a period (buh buh)
Don't hit me up on that 50 shit (on that 50 shit)
I go to sleep on the Ritalin (on the Ritalin)
Ay you talk down, get your face cut (what?)
Bitch speak less, get your weight up (bitch)
I got some shooters in Cali (buh)
I got some shooters in Washington (ch ch ch cheew)
If you 50 I got you tracked down (tracked)
Got yo ass movin' to Oregon (ha yeah)
That snitch boy really caught me a case
Come shop bitch cuz you know the place
If you 50 better know that’s it’s laced
Don’t hit me up cuz i’m passing your page
