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Hitting Houses Lyrics – Kodak Black

Hitting Houses Lyrics – Kodak Black from “Back For Everything” album is the latest English song. Hitting Houses Lyrics are written by Dyryk, BERLER, Max Perry, RBP & Kodak Black while the song is produced by RBP, Max Perry, BERLER & Dyryk.

Hitting Houses Lyrics

Hitting Houses Song Details:

Song: Hitting Houses
Album: Back For Everything
Singer: ​Kodak Black
Produced by: RBP, Max Perry, BERLER & Dyryk
Lyrics: Dyryk, BERLER, Max Perry, RBP & Kodak Black

Hitting Houses Lyrics

Yeah, me and Deshawn, eatin’ Jello Molly
Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
We hit lots of houses
I ain’t James Bond, but I gotta gold gun
Fuckin’ on [?], I don’t hold grudge, I don’t show love
I got cold blood, I’m on four drugs, tryna home run
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I hit lots of houses

I’m on pink Mollys, I’m on brown bombers
I’m on Vicodin, I’m on meth and all
He killed four niggas, he don’t wanna job
I’m on cold feelings, I don’t wanna go so hard
I take flatscreens, but I prefer Jewelry
I am not a thief, I just love stealin’
I don’t leave a mess and I be in a hurry
Ain’t you got a check? So why you doin’ burglaries?
I get off the topic, uh, I drink lots of coffee, uh
She my new favorite, she from Milwaukee
He gon’ think he skatin’, uh, let em think he walkin’
Then turn ’round and spark em, I don’t like to argue
Made it out the bricks, that shit wasn’t easy
Straight up out the wick, I hit big pieces
Credit cards and socials, I get lots of pieces
Gotta yellow poker, but ain’t nothin’ cheesy, ayy

Yeah, me and Deshawn, eatin’ Jello Molly
Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
We hit lots of houses
I ain’t James Bond, but I gotta gold gun
Fuckin’ on [?], I don’t hold grudge, I don’t show love
I got cold blood, I’m on four drugs, tryna home run
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I hit lots of houses

Yeah, me and Deshawn, eatin’ Jello Molly
Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
We hit lots of houses
I ain’t James Bond, but I gotta gold gun
Fuckin’ on [?], I don’t hold grudge, I don’t show love
I got cold blood, I’m on four drugs, tryna home run
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I hit lots of houses

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