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Iceberg want a bag, bitch
My wrist like an iceberg, tell me what's this life worth
Havin'

Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa
I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man Shut up
Fifty shots I got for fifty mans Go
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man Many man
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again Swear
Hitman, hitman Hit 'em, hitman, hitman Hitman
Hitman, hitman Shh, hitman, hitman, hitman Woah
Hitman, hitman What else, hitman What else, hitman Uh
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman Flippa

Verse 1: Young Thug
You know I ride the beat like I ride the street
More higher than you can see, I'm like Hadouken be
I knock off your head and I go and collect
Although I teach you lil' niggas, I'm ready to turn to a sped, nigga
Hitman, hitman, hitman, hitman, Thugger the hitman
Catch you down bad and I fire your ass up, leave you stinkin' like chitterlings Fire, uh
Super Bowl ring, I feel like Bill Gates' best man Woo
I don't got all of my pants, so do not try test me
I'm ready for seconds Woo
How many times have I told you Young Thugger be slime like the reverend How many times
How many times How many times How many times How many times
FN gon' hit in your hip-ah Woo
I'm with the Skippa Da Flippa What
And he ready to flip, haha, hey

Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa
I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man Shut up
Fifty shots I got for fifty mans Go
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man Many man
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again Swear
Hitman, hitman Hit 'em, hitman, hitman Hitman
Hitman, hitman Shh, hitman, hitman, hitman Woah
Hitman, hitman What else, hitman What else, hitman Uh
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman

Verse 2: Lil Gotit
I can pull up with them Glocks and hit just like a hitman I can
Boy, stop all that conversating, nigga, you the doorman Stop that
I can treat a nigga like a foot soldier, a henchman
I'm not gon' play with this bitch, pop a pill, then get in it Let's do it
Skippa, Flippa Flippa
Don't love the bitch, tip her
7.62's like missiles 7.62's
I call on these hoes like a whistle Frrt
I go brazy
Know I want more than Grady Uh-uh
Bankroll thick like jiggly gravy
Vintage drip from the '80s Wop
I'm drip walkin', bitch Let's go
Perc 10s got me moonwalking, bitch Moonwalking
Block that ho on social, I just lost a stalking bitch Burnt bitch
Jeff just hit my phone, new shipment, Margiela kicks Slatt, slatt
All my shooters Scottie Pippen, they all hittin'

Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa
I just got a wire for a hundred bands
Don't worry 'bout me, get some money, man Shut up
Fifty shots I got for fifty mans Go
Don't think twice, I'll get you hit, man Many man
Shootout, rifle, dirty business, man
First shot a warning, I bet I won't miss again
No throwaways, 'cause I use the stick again
Prove your point first off, so they won't try you again Swear
Hitman, hitman Hit 'em, hitman, hitman Hitman
Hitman, hitman Shh, hitman, hitman, hitman Woah
Hitman, hitman What else, hitman What else, hitman Uh
I pull up and get the job done just like I'm a hitman