This is a song about "Hit that shit"

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Sneak peeks at her leaks, leering, hit that shit? i would bludgeon it

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

This is why her nigga mad

And cop some heaping gratitude before i hit you in your shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

Bitch leme hit that home run

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Guess that shit finally hit the coffin

Cause bitch, you can try and spit shit or take a hit/

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

And hit the shit outta that slut or,

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Spit shit quick its a hit

Man fuck this shit