Hit U Like

[Verse 1: Youngin]

This is such a remarkable sound, something beautiful
That feel good familiar vibe though it's new to you
Yeah girl I'll take the two of you
Because you've been telling all night the freaky things you would do
Homeboy I brought them shooters too
I put the nail in the coffin, you're not even a cuticle
So watch the way you act cause you will get slapped
And then clapped in the back with a mac
It's too real, my vocal cords are those of a dragon
The ultimate one, I'm guaranteed to get tagged in
I'm not bragging I just know what I'm capable of
Something inescapable take it in blood
Youngin's the one, the second and third don't exist
The only way it will is if they cloned this
I own this lane homie drive in your own
Going at the wrong speed here will shatter your bones, come on

[Hook: Youngin]

I have tried to warn you niggas that you can not fuck with me
I don't know why you keep trying you need to stop completely
I do this nigga, I do this (what)
You knew this nigga, you knew this (yeah)
But since you insist I'ma hit you like (Sheesh)

[Verse 2: Youngin]

Second verse it gets worse, it gets no better than this
Amateurs drink veteran piss
Out of your double cups, I stay with the bubble guts
Ready to shit on a mic as soon as I'm placed up in front of one
The face of a youngin but the flow is OG
Bacdafucup nigga you don't know me
Especially wearing them tight ass jeans
And them girlie ass colors looking like a queen
When I write it's something like the bite of a pit bull
Been slicing and dicing rap all my life and ain't get full
I feel like the souls of Pac and Biggie has gotten in me
Somehow and they're rocking with me
You gots to give me the props but if not I won't trip
I hear what I'm saying, I know I'm the shit
I don't need for you to tell me that
Because I been shitting on the mic so bad, it won't be long before you're smelling it

[Hook: Youngin]

[Verse 3: Youngin]

Tha Premier Tape, something special and unforgettable
A small reminder of how far I am ahead of you
Really though, I'm in another dimension
"Hello, can you hear me"
I take time when constructing a verse
To make sure every line is abundant in worth
I'm out of tune because the game is full of autotune
These niggas ain't got it, I done had it since my mother's womb
Damn, I be feeling myself
Since I'm my only competition, guess I'm killing myself
I'm so sick with it I need to be healing my health
But the only antidote is a million in wealth
Me, I just want to be chilling, reclining
Lost to the world like on Gilligan's Island
Living with women dressed in linen cooking me dinner
I'm a motherfucking winner nigga

[Hook: Youngin]