Hitkidd, what it do, man?
[Verse 1]
Shoot my shot, got her wet (Hoo)
Bet that’s all net, girl, that’s wetty
Ready, gave me all neck, I’ll be headin’, ready
Might just sign my ex-girl, on Malcolm and Eddie, already
Your ass might just go and get upset, don’t be petty, already
Smoke sess, so you stressed, boy, that’s Reggie, a ready
Got cadets in my set, who up next? Boy, they ready
She want sex, I profess my finesse (Hoo), who wetty
[Bridge]
For the punk sh*t, for the funk sh*t
For the thug sh*t, for the “Go dumb” sh*t
Gеt your gun sh*t (Gun sh*t), who got the funk sh*t? (Got the funk sh*t)
f**k up the function (Function), who with thе dumb sh*t? (Dumb sh*t)
“Don’t give a f**k” sh*t (“Don’t give a f**k” sh*t)
[Verse 2]
Eatin’ lamb chops on the block when we was broke (We was broke)
Even when I was poor, I was out here eatin’ goats (Eatin’ goats)
Mary had a lil’ lamb, but my momma need a coat
Yeah, I had a Shirlan and a Gucci link at four years old (Ahh, yeah)
[Chorus]
(A stick-up, stick-up kid; ah, ah)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, a stick-up kid)
I’m too swift (Yeah, yeah), now don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped like (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (Wetty, wetty), got me dripped up than a b**ch (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
(A stick-up, stick-up kid)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, a stick-up kid; yeah, wetty, wetty)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout that (Yeah; wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (Wetty, wetty), got me dripped up in the pit (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh— (Yeah; wetty, we—)
[Verse 3]
Was a stick-up kid, imagine all the sh*t I did (Yeah)
Violent, I was just a kid, I just f**ked this feminist (Yeah)
Shawty, I ain’t feminine, why don’t you give my dick a kiss? (Yeah)
She tryna give my dick a kid, ridin’ on my strip again (Yeah)
Hidin’ through my window tint, hit a lick again (Yeah)
Got these niggas sick again, hit a lick again (Yeah)
We gon’ freak, we gon’ freak, we gon’ hold on (Yeah)
She on me, she on me, she on gold (Yeah), uh (She on gold, uh)
She on green, she on green, she on go, uh (She on go, uh)
I’m too G, she agree I’m a GOAT (GOAT)
Gotta keep a low prof’
Shawty might give me throat, bro
Chokin’ on me, no throat cold
Trickin’ on me, you hoes broke (Yeah)
[Chorus]
(A stick-up, stick-up kid; ah, ah)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, a stick-up kid)
I’m too swift (Yeah, yeah), now don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped like (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (Wetty, wetty), got me dripped up than a b**ch (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
(A stick-up, stick-up kid)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh*t (Yeah, a stick-up kid; yeah, wetty, wetty)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout that (Yeah; wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (Wetty, wetty), got me dripped up in the pit (Yeah, wetty, wetty)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this sh— (Wetty, we—)