hitstick - Ciscero, Nayr

My nigga, I’m big and I’m big doggin'

I’m sick and I sic often

You quit, you legit lost it

I’m hip, and the ish nauseuos

I keep on my closets

King niggas ain’t rock with me

Now I need the next check to look like an apology

Bro we hit the opps for free

Let the chopper sing

When you ain’t rock with me

I’ve been living consciously

And my queen Nubian

And I’m the grooviest

The cool cat, kookiest with two tats proving it

The truth-sayer, got the juice like a fruit player

Play like a flute, leave you floating like the soothsayer

Best that did it, professing Christian

Pessimists can bless the mission

And I never needed recognition

Bruh, I don’t see hate, where the love at?

I bless and keep dirt off my name like a mudflap

We from the underground where the rugrats

Sub smack, leave a love tap when I does that

These niggas quick quick

I can’t get wit wit

Can’t be no get wit

You get that hitstick

Now we all lit lit

Check out the fit fit

I ain’t gon miss this

Now lets get rich rich