Tobi Lou, FARADA - Hit, Run (Chief Keef, Saba, internetboy)

Got a [?] a thot, a tick for the tock
Just my kick, it's a block
Like I'm Jenny on my block
I know you need a charger, 'cause your phone on to

Her best friend throwin' me a party (Party)
I hope the shit go dumb (Dumb)
My ex got a new nigga, yeah
I hope the bitch don't come (Come, come, come)
I saw the moon last night (Ooh)
I thought that it was love (Love)
When I woke up, she was gone, uh
It felt like a hit-and-run, hit-and-run

Alabama, Louisiana, please excuse my country grammar
But it really do not matter, I don't got no fuckin' manners
Want a boy like Adam Sandler, drink that shit like it's a Fanta
Bakin' soda, I'm in Hammer, whip it, love my grandma
In a shell like Indiana, throw it like I'm Peyton Manning
Any time I'm in Atlanta, gotta hit up all my dancers
Popo barkin', run with hammers, tryna throw me in the slammer