YG — My Hitta

[Intro] Mustard on the beat [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] I said that I'ma ride for my (Hitta, my hitta) Most likely I'ma die for my (Hitta, my hitta) I've been grindin outside all day with my (Hittas) And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my hittas My hitta, my hitta (My hitta, my hitta) My hitta, my hitta (My hitta, my hitta) My hittas, my hittas (My hittas, my hittas) My hittas, my hittas, duh [Verse 1: YG] First thing's first I love all my hittas This rap rap cracked and I involve my hittas You lookin' for some lean, lemme call my hitta He sell it for the high, I need all mines hitta Some hittas smoke smoke, some hittas drink drank Got hittas on the block with the Glock that don't think That's a hitta back up, they in a bucket lapped up I got to act right if you hittas wanna act up He talkin' like a snitch no, that ain't my hitta He trippin' off a bitch no, that ain't my hitta Take a case, yeah that's my hitta Know him since I was eight, yeah that's my hitta Fucked my first bitch, passed her to my hitta Hit my first lick, passed with my hitta my hitta Fuck them other hittas cause I'm down for my hittas I ride for my hittas, fuck them other hittas [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] I said that I'ma ride for my (Hitta, my hitta) Most likely I'ma die for my (Hitta, my hitta) I've been grindin outside all day with my (Hittas) And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my hittas My hitta, my hitta (Dope boys my hittas) My hitta, my hitta (YG my hitta) My hittas, my hittas (Rich Homie my hitta) My hittas, my hittas (It's the motherfuckin' world) [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Just know I'm down with the hittas down for me I got two words for you, love and loyalty It was me and my hitta, trippin' on a half a B When we used to hit a mall and buy everything we see Me and my down ass hitta gettin' twisted Hitta get to trippin', knock the gravy out your biscuit Just know I fucked with you the long way, my hitta So when I see you out I'm like, "Hey, my hitta!" Drink that act right by the case, my hittas Drink that act right and get straight with my hittas Me and my hitta ridin' dirty tryna chase them figures Who got the yopper, who got the yola? Don't matter, go figure [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] I said that I'ma ride for my (Wassup) Most likely I'ma die for my (Finger on the...) I've been grindin outside all day with my hittas And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my hittas My hitta, my hitta (Yeah) My hitta, my hitta (YG my hitta) My hittas, my hittas (Rich Homie my hitta) My hittas, my hittas (My my my) [Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan] My homie got K, my homie got weight My homie fronted me, he the reason I'm straight My homie got a house, my homie got a lake My homie we eatin', my homie get a plate And we're still hittin' licks, my hitta, my hitta Runnin' off a hitta shit, my hitta, my hitta I fucked a hitta bitch with my hitta, my hitta If a hitta talkin' shit then he ain't my hitta My hitta, my hitta (My hitta, my hitta) Yg my hitta and I ain't goin' in, ain't tryna leave my hittas Shawty seein' me and want to leave with a hitta But it wasn't enough room cause I came with my hittas My hittas, my hittas I need a set of wings cause I'm too fly, hitta And I'm all about my business like a suit and tie hitta I ride for my hittas (Believe that) [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] I said that I'ma ride for my (Hitta, my hitta) Most likely I'ma die for my (Hitta, my hitta) I've been grindin outside all day with my (Hittas) And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my hittas My hitta, my hitta My hitta, my hitta My hittas, my hittas My hittas, my hittas [Outro] My hitta, my hitta My hitta, my hitta My hitta, my hitta