Soulja Boy - Hit! lyrics

[Intro] (Well, boys, we hit the Jackpot this time) Yeah (Yeah) Ayy, Hoops Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah) [Verse] Yeah, trap out a big body Young ni**a pull up with sticks, we gon' hit 'bout it Ain't askin' nobody name, man, we shootin' out the real body Ain't askin' no questions, I just come to hit When I'm in the booth, man, I'm droppin' a hit When they make a diss, I'ma get that boy hit My diamonds, they hit, your b*tch get hit ni**a, I'ma shoot, I'm a young rich stepper, who the fu*k is you? Pull on they block, I got the birds Pull up in that Porsche Panamera and you know what we do We hittin' off the rip, I ain't doin' no talkin' to you Turn that boy just to a ghost like Casper The Lambo or the Urus, which one go faster? I'm all in the club, the Perc' is kickin' my ass I'm boolin' on ZaZa, you know I got gas This not a trick question, you reach for my chain, I'ma blast Bad ass b*tch with a fake ass Cookie cocaine, straight glass I got them hitters that blitz and they comin' for nothin' These ni**as be snitchin', they droppin' a dime off a dozen Hit, hit, hit, I got the AR-15 with the glick SRT, mini man ninety, spark at it, book at it, diamonds, the Cartier rich I came up from trappin' and sellin' them bricks Finesse the whole world, you can't have sh*t How in the fu*k did he go and do this? Ice on my bezels, the top of the wrist Two-tone the medal, I rock out and rockstar his b*tch Big Draco, baby, you know I'm the sh*t