Hit UP (Explicit)
CJ"Hit UP (Explicit)" is a song by CJ, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:29 long and contains 73 lines and 517 words.
Lyrics
0:25Look
0:26I get you hit up, no Pac
0:28Come to your block and set up shop
0:30I got the streets on lock, uh
0:30I cannot love no thot
0:32I get you hit up, no Pac
0:34Come to your block and set up shop
0:35I got the streets on lock, uh
0:37I cannot love no thot
0:38Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
0:40I used to run up checks and really break it
0:42I told that bitch just taste it, uh
0:43Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
0:45Hate when my time get wasted, uh
0:47Off-White belt, Off-White laces
0:48And I know these niggas hate me, uh
0:50Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
0:53Pass me the [?]
0:54You know this shit can get tricky, look
0:56I catch a blicky, yeah
0:58Man down in my city
0:59If you talkin' hot, thirty rounds in this Glock, uh
1:02Straight to hit top, yeah, made a nigga diddy bop
1:05I get you hit up, no Pac
1:07Come to your block and set up shop
1:08I got the streets on lock, uh
1:10I cannot love no thot
1:11I get you hit up, no Pac
1:13Come to your block and set up shop
1:15I got the streets on lock, uh
1:16I cannot love no thot
1:18Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
1:20I used to run up checks and really break it
1:21I told that bitch just taste it, uh
1:23Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
1:25Hate when my time get wasted, uh
1:26Off-White belt, Off-White laces
1:28And I know these niggas hate me, uh
1:29Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
1:31I do a hit in a Tesla
1:33Nigga, I'm the king of this shit, no pressure
1:34She like, "Why you so extra?"
1:36Shut up, bitch, before you get fessed up
1:38You can't finesse a finesser, yeah
1:40Now I'm back on my bully
1:41I do a drill in a hoodie, yaeh
1:43And the clip loaded fully
1:45Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata
1:47Yeah, I said it again
1:48Fuck that shit, we ain't makin' no friends
1:50Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz
1:51I get you hit up, no Pac
1:53Come to your block and set up shop
1:54I got the streets on lock, uh
1:56I cannot love no thot
1:58I get you hit up, no Pac
1:59Come to your block and set up shop
2:01I got the streets on lock, uh
2:03I cannot love no thot
2:06Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
2:07I used to run up checks and really break it
2:08I told that bitch just taste it, uh
2:09Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
2:11Hate when my time get wasted, uh
2:12Off-White belt, Off-White laces
2:14And I know these niggas hate me, uh
2:16Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
2:19Come to your block and set up shop
2:21I got the streets on lock, uh
2:22I cannot love no thot
2:26Off-White belt, Off-White laces
2:27And I know these niggas hate me, uh
2:29Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
Look I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh I used to run up checks and really break it I told that bitch just taste it, uh Look at my face and tell me it's amazing Hate when my time get wasted, uh Off-White belt, Off-White laces And I know these niggas hate me, uh Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite Pass me the [?] You know this shit can get tricky, look I catch a blicky, yeah Man down in my city If you talkin' hot, thirty rounds in this Glock, uh Straight to hit top, yeah, made a nigga diddy bop I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh I used to run up checks and really break it I told that bitch just taste it, uh Look at my face and tell me it's amazing Hate when my time get wasted, uh Off-White belt, Off-White laces And I know these niggas hate me, uh Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite I do a hit in a Tesla Nigga, I'm the king of this shit, no pressure She like, "Why you so extra?" Shut up, bitch, before you get fessed up You can't finesse a finesser, yeah Now I'm back on my bully I do a drill in a hoodie, yaeh And the clip loaded fully Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata Yeah, I said it again Fuck that shit, we ain't makin' no friends Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot I get you hit up, no Pac Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh I used to run up checks and really break it I told that bitch just taste it, uh Look at my face and tell me it's amazing Hate when my time get wasted, uh Off-White belt, Off-White laces And I know these niggas hate me, uh Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite Come to your block and set up shop I got the streets on lock, uh I cannot love no thot Off-White belt, Off-White laces And I know these niggas hate me, uh Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
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