Hit Em Up Feat. Childish Gambino

I Had To Make This...Childish Gambino Is The Truth! Wish I Could Actually Work With Him
But Close Enough...For Now lol

Lyrics

(Verse 1 Freddy Law)

Freddy Law (In)Enforcement
Like Audible Rape Of Endorphins
So This Surge Of Spasms I'm Causing
Will Feel Like An Orgasm,Problems?
Nah My Mental Stability
Is Not What Prohibits Me
From Giving A Flying Fuck
Like Two Witches During Quidditch
Whose Digits Slip Into Eachothers
Divots Till They Hop Off Ribbit
So Tell Me If You Get It
If Not I Can Help You
By Jackin' You Into
The Matrix Mainframe
And Have Tank And Dozer
Bend You Over And Change
Your Perciption Of Things
Till You Can Fully Fathom
And Understand That Like Atoms
When I Get Heated
I Begin To Accelerate Like Mustangs
Causing Friction And Thus Flames
Hard Hitting,Valuble And Upcoming
Like A Freight Train Carrying Money
With Boots Muddy Cause
You Got Walk Through The Grime And Crud
To Get What You Really Want
So Lemme Pass This Hot Mic
To The Only New School Rapper Out There That I Like

(Verse 2 Childish Gambino)


Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ
Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack
Move black girls cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either
I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin' PETA
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My dick is like an accent mark, it's all about the over Es
Hot like a parked car
I sound weird like nigga with hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440
Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that blow me
Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin' in the islands, lookin' for Earl like Toejam
I made the beat retarded, so I'm callin' it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham

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