[hitman]:

Yea! Hitman too wavy, You already what it is, you know how we give it up!

Nigga! Listen!

Uh!

Men I was a rapper in my past life! (past life)

Told them ama get it

Please don’t ask twice (pls don't ask twice)

Ama kill that beat

What’s the cash price (what's the cash price)

Men I want some jewelry

Ama stash ice

Men I be killing the feeling is mutual

Cut off his head men I got me a ritual

Ain’t no residual

Money the minimal

Am an original

Stuck on the regional

Eh

Men I be shining and grinding

And rhyming the rythm is also

Original

Eh

Men I be poppin and dropping

No stoping and probably

Coping the visual

Eh

Hangout with some old friends

Got me passed out in an old Benz

Hashtag I got no sense

Vision blurr like a broke lens

Am a dope boy with some coke Friends

And I post up in some old trends

Flip mode cause I no send

Men am straight forward

Cause I no bend

Best out cause I no blend

Gamble but I don’t spend

Got me gassed up in a close end

In my friends house on a old bed

Hitman be the dope man and we rome

In like the Pope men

In the back seat of the old van

And we all vibe like an old jam

[Multilord]:

And we all vibe like an old Jam!

Hehe!

Gannng! Ahn!

Drop it!

Never race, 'cuz I reached. (Yea!)

Never calling no bitch (Nah)

I'm like drum-boy with the Stick

Play with me you get Hit (pah)

Ah got 20 hoes in the trap ( ah ahn)

20 hoes and they bad (Yea)

See me balling they Mad. (Why)

I'm the shit, they can't flush

Woke up, I'm stacked up,I might cop me that new porsche.. (facts)

Lotta things I don' been thru, but I ain't never saying much. (Nah)

All yo girls I can pipe now, & I ain't never saying much. (Fo real)

Living the life that you dreamt

Acting rich but you ain't (why)

Housed you, & I fed you & you paid me back with a stab. (Damn)

They try-to put the bullshit in my face but nigga you know that I Dabbed

Nigga you know that I dabbed

They try to reach but I’m there

Now she calling me dad. (Wow)

Working hard cuz I’m Next (yea)

Percocet popping we order more bottles they talking about heaven I’m there (wooo!)

2 cup of snow I don' snort it all out and they talking ‘bout hate but I’m deaf

Orgy on Orgy we calling more bitches pulling up fast I’m the man (yea!)

The pain & the scars all the hunnids don' stitch it

Opps on my nerves & you know that I’m clicking

Millionaire-Lap and you know that I reached it

J-serve the beat Me & hitman eat it

Hehe.. J serve the beat me & hitman eat it!

Hehe.. You know how we do, serve it up, we chop it up!

Gang shit !

Hitman, we just getting started! (yea! yea!)

Never race, cuz I reached. (Yea!)

Never calling no bitch (Nah)

I'm like drum boy with the Stick

Play with me you get Hit

[Hitman]:

Listen!

This ain’t no movie ama mad max

Couldn’t tell me straight up like a bad back

20 bundles in the back pack

You gon' fuck around and be a hashtag

I Put the green up in the nap sack

Then I put the white on like a lab jack

I be Doing numbers like a maths lab

Couldn’t tell me nothing like a lab rat

So many beats in my hard drive

So many hits in my archive

Ain’t got no suit but got mob ties

It Comes with the chicken like hot fries

Remember when we still they suffer

Omo early morning men na okpa

Steady running from olopa

Steady trekkin to ojota

So many rhymes in my jotter

Hommie i came from the gutter

I need me some bread and some butter!!

You F with the fam ama hurt you

I bring that new shit they thought

I was CNN

Rapgod officiall they thought I was eminem

Shit kinda sweet like some m & m’s

Married the game tell my chick

That am settling

Codeine cos I been popping

Gold chain men I been copping

Mixtape men I been dropping

Everyday I ain’t even stopping (nigga! eh!)

Everyday i ain't even stopping

Gold chain men i been copping

Codeine men i been popping

[MultiLord]

Never race, cuz I reached

Never calling no bitch

I'm like drum boy widi Stick

Play with me you get Hit