[Hittman]

It's fuckin ackrite

Question is - can I get some? Knahmsayin?

Ackrite bitch

When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, youknahmsayin?

When I yank you by the fuckin perm

don't be lookin at a nigga crazy

Just get with the digits and be the fuck out, youknahmsayin?

Let me break it down for y'all

It was just one of those days

when I wanted to catch sunrays

Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon

Nigga ? got room, grab the gat for misbehavors

and the chocolate faded boom, flossin hip-hop tunes

Zoom-zoom like the Commodores

Wonder will we have drama or, end up clownin whores

Around the full good-to-go girls

like them ?? girls, ridin shotgun, baby

I be postin all-world in the ride

Sippin 151 that gave me too much pride to back down

Soon as we get to the beach I'ma put my fuckin mack down

I'm playin lead, not the background

It's time to put Bronson on the map now

Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile

Cuties peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite

I'ma have to ack-wild

Chorus: sung by Hittman

Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right

Strap by my waistline, cause niggaz don't fight

Sucker free for life, so you better think twice

(Aight? And a give a nig' some ackrite)

I'm the type of nigga playa haters don't like

Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype

And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite

(Aight? So give a nig' some ackrite, right)

[Hittman]

Uhhhhh.. drink kickin in, I'm stimulated

For those that don't know big words, I'M FUCKIN FADED

Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot

Our first spot was cool til some gangsters made it hot

Now we plot and pose

plus we watchin hoes, with lots of flesh exposed

gettin swarmed by those type of niggaz

with no game but brown-nose

So I impose only like pros can

"Yo, is this your man?" "No."

Grab the bitch's hand, "I'm Hittman."

Bling! Gold chain gleam

"You're very eligible for my summer league tea