akatullatulla – hit the dirt (feat. bekk) كلمات اغاني
hit the dirt (feat. bekk) lyrics
[intro: akatullatulla & bekk]
roll my opps like a blunt
smoke them like a d_mn swisher
dump that stupid b_tch, man
you know i ain’t gon’ f_ckin’ miss her
haha yuh
back in the booth (with kinz)
we ’boutta go stupid
shoutout slime though
that’s yo mother man
we out here man
f_ckin’ mommas, stackin’ commas
not no selling dope on the corners man
real sh_t bruh (you dig, yuh, wrist swerve, wrist swerve)
ayy!
[verse 1: bekk]
5 foot 9, but you six feet under just like von
man, i smoke that o block, yeah i always keep my gun (ayy)
these bullets leave you looking like a donut, you a snack
but i don’t f_ck with bl__dy food, i keep my menus blue
i keep my chicks in two
now take it kinz, lets hear from you
[verse 2: akatullatulla]
she l!ck my d_ck and i l!ck her right back
laying this d_ck like a d_mn yoga mat
calling shots in chicago while whipping a tahoe
shе be talking nasty, thankful she not my hoe (yеah)
talk out your neck you get sent to jehovah
that ass too fat, know that i bent her over
hit it so good, said that i broke her shoulder
you trusted them, and like an auction, they sold ya
[verse 3: bekk]
l!ck on my d_ck in the back of the wraith
giving her brain while she giving me face
whip out my c_ck and i say ándale
hop on that b_tch and ride me like a race
i just nut in her mouth i said “ooh, how that taste?”
breaking her spine and she breaking my bank
[verse 4: akatullatulla]
only here for the neck so b_tch stay in your lane
got a beam with a d_ck cause b_tch i got no aim
got no love for these hoes, cause they p_ssy the same
copped a birkin bag to go with the choker chain
i might die if i dump her, the b_tch is insane
to the crew she a railroad, cause we running trains
cannot feel sh_t cause i’m off the procaine
eat out your b_tch, sound like eating lo mein
[outro; bekk & akatullatulla]
eating lo mein, might go insane
either shoot up your party or let that b_tch rain
i think my glock is h0m_, cause he blowing brains
i run up on your hood, that’s my firing range
feeling like roddy, i’m rich and i bang
ayy, b_tch!
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