ScHoolboy Q - Hit Em Up Lyrics
[Verse 1]Gunpowder on my fingertipsCocaine under my fingernailsLook, mama, what Schoolboy brought to Show & TellAin't got no vest, protected by these shellsKill or be killed, lift up souls, we raising HellUngh - two for his back bring failure to his lungsKnock-knock-knock-knock your Velvet RumMight burn your heart, this pistol'll fill your tum'Ungh... ungh... dope dealer, dope niggaGot the stash in the rental takin' blunts to the mental***** y'all, go get 'em - bang 'em allBall and ball, money tall, park the Saab, I want it allI want that crib and I want that yardI want that broad and I want that carI'll pull your card for frontin' like you hardYou be in deep shit from this pistol...His heart racing, my heart's notShift his top, hold that thoughtWave my flag, ***** stopYou forgot, I hit 'em up... yeah[Hook]Ungh... boy, I hit 'em up...Ungh, mother*****er, I hit 'em up...Ungh... I say, nigga, I hit 'em up..[Verse 2]They come to me to learn shit they can't learn in churchLike get him 'fore he get you firstJump out with J-O-B, 'bout to put in work (work... yeah)Have a seat, this bullet rip your shirtAin't nothing sweet, you'll see a star burstI keep orange laces in my ConverseOff house arrest, now hear this converseI keep my pistol on my hip, usually that rubber gripDon't have a half a clue, them boxes for hollow tipsI've got more Oxy than a pharmacyAlso, I keep action clips, when I move EYeah, I swear to God won't find a nigga like himI greet 'em, pop 'em, then I As-salamu alaykum 'emHeaven or Hell your only ultimatumHit a ***** for his lip ring, my niggas murderNo attempting - got blasted'Nother dropped on his ass, placed up in that body bagToe tag, I hit 'em up![Hook]
