Hit the Deck

(Y.L.A sync up)

[Verse 1]
Catching a case, like we in court
Grab an extension cord, cause you know life is short (ooh, ooh)
Sure I ain’t make this time (uh, uh)
But no mission abort (ay, ay)
See I’ma go get mine, go ahead and get yours (let's go)

Popping bottles of that rosé
Pulling bitches with no clothes aye
Hit em up if he knows me
Talking shit, they don’t show, wait

Always on my grind, work from 9 to 9
Speak in double time, write another line
Never did a crime, never dropped a dime
Got conflicting minds, fight it anytime, damn

Throwing round chairs and a fit (like damn)
Could I be anymore obvious? (uh uh)
Know this won't get any views (fuck that)
Not even my homies my audience (ay, ay)
But I’m on the mic, I’m scheming now, I'm starting to think that they on us
Talk 'bout the beat, I already demolished it
I'm just waiting on y'all to acknowledge it, damn

[Hook]
This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck

[Verse 2]
I run the ball up and I weave
I got a few tricks up my sleeve
I date a chick, then I go block her
Man those conversations, boy I press delete

They asking me what the fuck I’m gonna do
I said definitely not hitting repeat
Cause if I go in and waste my own time again
Better off just to go beat my own meat

Now I admit that I don’t have a hard life, I was raised in the suburbs, not raised in the streets
But half of y’all faker than a kid’s Halloween ghost costume that was made from bed sheets
You don’t gotta thank me, but bitch you can pay, only accept cash and here’s your receipt
You can knock me down, photocopy now, but I will never ever accept defeat, goddamn

[Hook]
This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck

[Bridge]
This that yellow shit, that K-Pop, that Jay Park-type flow
Going too fast, with that blueshift, them red lights mean go
All I knows that I floor the gas, forget taking shit slow
Cause when you hand me the mic, like bitch you already know, I made another one

[Hook]
This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie (with a necktie)
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right (I see them left, right)
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right (now where's the check, right)
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys

This ain’t cheap, this that suit with a necktie (with a necktie)
Look around with the crew, see em, left, right (left, right)
Eat em up, bitch we through, where’s the check, right (right?)
Make it rain, dropping bombs, hit the deck, guys