That's a Hit - Soldier Kidd

Triple-X, Triple-X Triple-X Triple-X

Winning lottery numbers coming up

Pockets so fat, soakin' in that bitch (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Playin' with my niggas then I’m gonna kill (Triple-X ayy, Soldier Kidd)

Fuckin' 'round with them, pull up, make 'em mad (Soldier Kidd)

Hundred bands, hundred bands (look)

Pockets so fat, lookin' like a binder

Zoe Boy got the eyes of a tiger

He gon' bite, I supply it

Got that iron, then I go to firin'

You don’t want no work, you just want to shine

I just popped another perk, got her snortin' lines

If he say he been my turf, you know that he lyin'

If he say he wanna get burnt the you know I’m slidin'

I ain’t green nigga, you know that ain’t me

But I got that heat, four hundred degrees

Pull up on my dog like pullin' up on me

Kill a nigga 'bout my dog 'cause they see it’s deep

Young nigga fresh up off a lick

Ridin' dirty, still slidin' with the stick

If you roll up on a nigga, that’s a hit

Like your bitch on my dick, that’s a hit

I’m made for the trap, I’m never quittin'

Crackers on my ass but I’m too legit

Got these boogers on my wrist, that’s a hit

Triple-X, Glory Jit, that’s a hit

And I’m fresh up off a lick whoadie, you ain’t got no nicks whoadie

White boy like it’s Zack & Cody, I been dreamin' of a Rollie

Pull up and I got my poley, nigga used to run from police

Why my pockets stay swollen, got a semi, ain’t no colon

Nigga don’t know I’m steady rollin', like some dice I’m steady rollin'

Brand new fire but that bitch stolen, you gon' die, ain’t no holdin'

In your hood I’m just scrollin', all this money, ain’t no foldin'

I just peep these niggas phony, you gon' reap what you sewin'

I’m too geeked like where you goin', all this ice it got me snowin'

All these hoes they gettin' boring, they ain’t never met a foreign

They ain’t never kicked no door in, used to go and hit on Lauren

What that is, these niggas pourin', I’m just ballin', I be scorin'

Young nigga fresh up off a lick

Ridin' dirty, still slidin' with the stick

If you roll up on a nigga, that’s a hit

Like your bitch on my dick, that’s a hit

I’m made for the trap, I’m never quittin'

Crackers on my ass but I’m too legit

Got these boogers on my wrist, that’s a hit

Triple-X, Glory Jit, that’s a hit