Lyrics Maxo Kream – Hit Mane
Text:
Hit mane
Safety broken hollows in the chamber
Ride round with bangers, taking aim and causing danger
Hit mane
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
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