Hitman

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

Yeah, this drum is a 808

And its sitting on the bottom of a 308 (huh)

I don't really know how to argue

But you know I eat beef, Imma kill the altercation

Yeah Im drippin, I style on these mothafuckas

All this jewelry, I can't hide from ya baby mother

She a real headhunter, she eat the rubber

Too more cuban links on me, my neck is cluttered

Told my daughter don't worry, you know you covered

She be jumpin on bed with the Fendi covers

I got rid of them boys who ain't really love me

Now you can't call bout your fucking money

Yeah, I'm too blessed for em

So I went went and got rich

I go the Rolls truck, yeah the Cullinan

Yeah, when I feel like I can PO the bitch

Yeah, they know i'm hard as it get

Im as hard as a brick, came from the bricks

Yeah, a rap n dissin get hit with the stick

It'll be more than a run that you split, yeah

Why do these ns be hating on this shit

They know i'm on top of the ledge

Yeah, I put the hood on my back

Then went and took me a rest

365, how many times a young n changed up the risk

Yeah, I can't even count how many times

You came right back to my dick

Okay Let's go

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

Yeah, this drum is a 808

And its sitting on the bottom of a 308 (huh)

I don't really know how to argue

But you know I eat beef, Imma kill the altercation

No cap, I style on these mothafuckas

Drop a 30 in the mall, I'm switching buckets

F&N's that I'm toting, it'll kill discussion

And these slimes I run with, they'll kill your buddies

7 shooters round me, yeah I'm real lucky

Michael Vick with my dogs, it'll can get ugly

200 thousand on bullets, man fuck it

Put that fye in his mouth, tell him suck it

It can be a face shot

Yeah, these ns want beef

Yeah, really nuthin to talk bout

None but these slimes when I pop out

Wides and shit, ain't nothing bigger

I'm making one call he get shot like a missile

I'm in the bank with so many M's

Young n with figures, they calling me mister

They send the drop and it's dead drop

All my lil patnas them serve raw

Came from the drum no roll, was stuck in the back like a pedal

My folks ain't doing no talking (shh, shh), yeah they better

Yeah big chopstick, yeah F&N

Nah, ain't nun but riddles

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

My hitman, don't take a day off

Yeah, this drum is a 808

And its sitting on the bottom of a 308 (huh)

I don't really know how to argue

But you know I eat beef, Imma kill the altercation