Luniz — Hit Sumthin

[Intro] I smoke more weed than you (The Mechanix) I smoke more weed than you That's why your bitch on my dick I smoke more weed than you Your bitch is on my dick [Verse 1] Uh, you at the bar tryna sip sumthin' Bitch, I'm at the club tryna hit sumthin' Catch me at the back tryna twist sumthin' If a bop choose up I'ma flip sumthin’ Molly water with the girl scouts (Girl Scout) I’m about to turn your girl out (Bitch out) And she about to eat a girl out (Wooo!) We turnt up, hit ‘em both at your girls house [Verse 2] (Woah) These hoes ain’t loyal But they with the boy and ya boy gettin’ spoiled Bow down, give me crown, I am royal King Kush, Afgoo, with the oil Mo’, mo’ money, she a snowbunny So I make her amorous for me Twerk, twerk it on the floor for me ____ ____ so I always let her roll for me [Chorus] I got models on the way (Models) Bottles on the way (Bottles) Weed on the way (Big Weed) Molly in my drank (Molly) Gotta be the week And we do the same thang Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin’ [Verse 3] Ay, I take three out of four of ‘em Let me oh love ‘em Take ‘em on a ho nothin’ Show ‘em they don’t know nothin’ It seems so sudden Guess you kinda owe sumthin’ Pussy pot a drink Spread it, line it ____ sumthin’ This is my thang, this is where I belong at I party, I don’t funk, y’all got the wrong cat Mind yours, I’m gettin’ known at Matter of fact, where my phone at (Ay bruh) Bring the song back (What?) [Verse 4] What is this? That snow, that candy That fluff, that fish scale That blow, that Andy And her, who is she She used to be his But she love me a lil’ mo’ I introduced her to this (What?) The way I groove It still look good though Ain’t changed since ’95 They wishin’ I would though This is my background This is my genes And all my young niggas Got thirties for heen [Chorus] I got models on the way (Models) Bottles on the way (Bottles) Weed on the way (Big Weed) Molly in my drank (Molly) Gotta be the week And we do the same thang Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin’ Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin’ [Verse 5] Roll it up, Pour it up, ’Til I throw it up Showin’ out, showin’ up, Ain’t no slowin’ up Full throttle, tippin’ bottles ’til I’m shit faced These drugs got me goin’ up at a quick pace Your bitch face lookin’ like she wanna fuck sumthin’ Big thang on my waist, I don’t trust nothin’ All I wanna do is party, smoke, and fuck bitches I’m pullin’ off with a car full of drunk bitches At the park goin’ hard, doing hella shit Hella lit with this yellow thang, hella thick Got hella dick for your baby momma I’m tryna hit it and forget it, I don’t need the drama I’m with the business, run up in it, then I get up out there I’m a dawg ass nigga, diamonds on my collar (Woo!) Club barking but I was walking in the VIP boy Going crazy on my momma, it was lit boy We was goin’ up [Chorus] I got models on the way (Models) Bottles on the way (Bottles) Weed on the way (Big weed) Molly in my drank (Molly) Gotta be the week And we do the same thang Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin’ Ready or not, tonight’s the night, I’m tryna hit sumthin’