This is a song about "Hitting dingers"

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Sending jabs with my bars they hitting hard and caving chests in

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

But i kept hitting rewind and i just couldn't play it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight