Hitman Holla – Bring It on (Lyrics & Video)

Bring It on – Hitman Holla Lyrics

These niggas trying to pull you closer to the ground

Don't panic. We've been here before

Can't let these hyenas jump you, though

You are lion. And a lion doesn't move when dogs bark

Not because he didn't hear the noise, but because

He knows the difference between danger and a distraction

These little corner boys still trying to hold down their blocks

While we in these cornеr offices and yachts

They get that undеr that mattress money

We make money while we sleep. Trade these stocks

Man, let me stop

Hitman, you a franchise player. Part of a billion dollar brand

Telling you, holla man, you like to rock wrestling in these little junkyard dogs. Tell these mojo 6 wave niggas to flap their wings and fly the

Fuck up out of here. Nigga, you the goat. Okay. He's reloaded!!!

When two ghosts link up against me, they turn to two sheets

Took 14 days to respond, this shit is too weak

No name, different from who's who's and who's he

I'm nobody's walk in the park, you don't amuse me

Watch what you say to me, Loaded, you better proofread

I put the holla in Halloween, it's hard to spook me

You the paper champ, but I'm the one with the loose leaf

Your intro? Speaking of Martin, I keep a Blue Streak

I hear you, bro, talking that verb shit in your lecture

There you go again, bringing up bosses that's on your record

Now, back to Martin, using that quote wasn't really bright

Cause in the ring with Hitman, you know how that ended, right?

You got these people fooled with that gibberish in your flow

Say a lot of nothing, end it with something they think is gold

They really tag teaming this shit, I'm still appalled

Talking "I am legend" shit, going force me to kill your dog

And you "AI step Mook leftovers", you disregarding

How you "AI step" trash room walking through Mook apartment?

Heavyweight bouts, I lead in that department

You scared to battle pen, so how is you still sharpening?

Some red rags in your videos, they bluffing

He keep saying he'll knock him out and he ain't said nothing

Huffing, puffing got him nervous, don't panic

I don't think I'm photogenic, I'm just always with a Cannon

I'm the biggest top dog to keep you in check

How I know? Cause you keep begging me to send you a check

Said I'm a lion on basic cable, man, you a mess

Stay calm, Cast, on any spectrum, I'm too direct

Nickelodeon a family show, you gotta stop it

We'll ask if your son enjoy, but you don't watch him

My technique, I will whip him from his head, feet

Fuck around and get beat dead, you fucking deadbeat

Every category I'm lit, look at the spreadsheet

Let's rap now, I don't back down, can do this every week

War ready, bunch of foot soldiers I could've led, Greece

The way I get a steal and bucket, I could've led, Greek

Can't hide this kind of talent, it's just the way I speak

Still elevating, you peek, I reached another peak

I'm a model in the window, Lux, don't overdo it

More like John John, I see a reflection, I throw you through it

They forgot I could rap, just had to remind you

I'm more of a straight to it, he a double entendre

Example when comparing the flow

People see exactly where I'm coming from like I'm sharing my law

And these niggas scared and I'll never understand why

They look at you like Chucky, but me, I see a good guy

Talking contracts, don't ever ask if I'm with it

They be moving the goal post for you, I'm glad you admitted

Like fuck you calling a sucker? I pull up to the Rucker

Don't make me crash out on you Mucks, got full coverage

What, love it? Grade A, grandma stuffing

Say you only one on that stove, this shit fresh out the oven

Better be on high alert, this right here not fireworks

Send you to a higher earth, tit for tat, you die, it hurt

Since you still rely on her, now you get to lower her

Eye for an eye with us, boy, you better not try us

Like I told y'all in the past, St. Louis get drastic

We ball like the Rucker, but it's more like Jurassic

Yeah, I'll be this way till I'm gone

All that cheerleading shit y'all be doing, man, bring it on

Nigga

Bring It On, de Hitman Holla, é um single autêntico e agressivo; compositor Hitman Holla; lançamento 9 de julho de 2026.

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