Hit Mane - Maxo Kream

Hit mane

Safety broken hollows in the chamber

Ride round with bangers, taking aim and causing danger

Hit mane

Hit my line and set up an arrangement

I’m usually COD but for right now I’m taking payments

Hit mane

Pull up early scope out destination mane

John Doe’s we cremate em' sometimes leave em' in the vacants mane

Hit mane

Shoot whatever tryna get some paper mane

Freddy Kruger, Jason mane, for me it’s just a normal day

I’m not a doctor, a lawyer or a real estate agent

Reincarnation, Freddy, Jason, leaving John Doe’s in the vacants

Every hit receive a payment, leaving patients on the pavement

No traces, no faces, no indictments, no arrangements

Most my cases come from bitches who mans cheating, they newly weds

She don’t want him shot up, just beat him until he bloody dead

Tell 'em mind my business, fulfill my mission, collect my bread

Slaying niggas solo, no co-defendants, who seen a set

Night vision goggles, infared

Keep hollows filled with poison lead

I might just hog tie you by the river, throw you off the bridge

Pro drilling like a killing, don’t negotiate my prices

Blood spilling like Al Qaeda, walking crisis, one man ISIS

Hit mane

Safety, broken hollows in the chamber

Ride around with bangers taking aim and causing danger

Hit mane

Hit my line and set up an arrangement

I’m usually COD but for right now I’m taking payments

Hit mane

Pull up early scope out destination mane

John Doe’s we cremate 'em sometimes leave 'em in the vacants mane

Hit mane

Shoot whatever tryna get some paper mane

Freddy Kruger, Jason mane, for me it’s just a normal day

Another day at work, I’m on alert, my celly chirp, new text alert

Some kid was certain he’d give me fifty bands to have his father murked

I took the money gladly, more than happy, cocked the ratty

Sent his info, named was Bradley, put his addy in my navy

I slid to the destination, crackheads occupying vacants

Spent some hours waiting, I’m impatient, GPS must be mistaken

Hold up, I think that’s Bradley daddy six foot seven addict

Out in Cinncinati, heard he raped his family, I’ma let him have it

Hopped out my Rover, to get a lil' closer, slightly approach him

Hand on my holster, started to notice, niggas with toasters

Bullets start floating, one hit my shoulder

Fell to the floor and I fumbled my ratchet

Bradley unfortunate, he picked it up, grabbed it

.22 handgun I had in my pocket

Shot at his noggin

Leaking like faucets

Hit mane

Safety, broken hollows in the chamber

Ride around with bangers taking aim and causing danger

Hit mane

Hit my line and set up an arrangement

I’m usually COD but for right now I’m taking payments

Hit mane

Pull up early scope out destination mane

John Doe’s we cremate 'em sometimes leave 'em in the vacants mane

Hit mane

Shoot whatever tryna get some paper mane

Freddy Kruger, Jason mane, for me it’s just a normal day