Tiny Meat Gang

Please Be a Hit Lyrics

(We packin' diamond pistols!)



I done blew up and copped the crib I don't gotta pay the rent now (I don't gotta pay the rent)

Before the money that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (More like a ten minus four)

Yuh, I'm talkin' platinum, fuck around and blow up like a loaded gun

Before the money that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (Yeah)



Imagine all the bands I could blow

Tryna get rich think of the hands I could throw (Throw)

And all the screamin' fans at the show (Show)

Singin' every word, goddamn that'd be dope (Dope)

Yuh, if I had a hit (a hit), I'm picturing

If I blew up on the charts that'd be it (That'd be it)

Think of the money (Money)

That shit'll mint

I'll cop the new Mercedez Benz



Made a milli and I got some teeth

Shoutout Obie Trice, smile look like Mr. Clean

Black Jag boy I stay with queens

I'm only hittin' H now, I'm too rich for weed

My numbers stay the same, I'm not callin' back

They say "I done changed" Nothin' wrong with that

Now these little leprechauns want my sack

I'm countin' racks, eatin' wings in the Maybach



I done blew up and copped the crib I don't gotta pay the rent now (I don't gotta pay the rent)

Before the money that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (More like a ten minus four)

Yuh, I'm talkin' platinum, fuck around and blow up like a loaded gun

Before the money that girl lookin' like a ten but she a letdown (Yeah)