This is a song about "Hit em up 8"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Cuase if i hit em up then we fucking ain't no fronting

Every day was a saturday, shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

Take her back to where i live

Probably hit up the botany pharmacy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Learn to protect my family when a faggot walks up hit em with the automatic

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Understand how i planned to hit

Hit em how do you function?

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

"hit 'em up" like 2pac, 420 in "faggot you're finished",