
Song
Hit 'Em Up
William Redman · 7 plays
drill, aggressive, energetic, male vocals, street style, rhythmic
Lyrics
Intro
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (ayy)
Skrrt, skrrt, brr, brr (yuh)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (hey)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Verse
I move like midnight, silent but loud (uh)
Pocket full of plans, no room for doubt (no)
Phone buzzin', they askin' where we at — check the map (check it)
Opps talk big, but they fold when the caps clap (rat-tat)
Chain heavy, step heavy, step neat on the gravel
Talk cheap, we spend hours turnin' plans into travels
Pull up, headlights, silhouette in the rain
They thought it was luck — nah, I earned every lane
Countin' minutes, not regrets, time is up, we rise (rise)
Eyes on the prize, got steel in my lullabies (huh)
Lines I write sharp, cut through fake alibis
My crew move chess, you movin' checkers — wise
We don't beg for lanes, we build 'em out of grit
Hit the block, hit the booth, hit 'em up with the spit
Every step calculated, yeah, we set the script
No silence in the cut, it's applause when we click
Ayy, they wanna test the tempo, we bring thunder
Talk the talk, then we walk it — no number
Skrrt off, vanish like smoke, leave 'em wonderin'
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up — lessons that I'm thunderin'
Pre-chorus
Send a message, drop a pin, flip the scene (flip it)
Movements like missiles, clean and mean (mean)
No remorse in the mirror, just a grin (grin)
We been ready, been ready, begin (begin)
Chorus
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (hit, hit, hit, hit)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (hit, hit, hit, hit)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (hit, hit, hit, hit)
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (skrrt, skrrt) (ayy)
We hit 'em up, we hit 'em up (we do it)
We hit 'em up, we hit 'em up (on sight)
We hit 'em up, we hit 'em up (no lie)
We hit 'em up, we hit 'em up (yeah)
Verse
Night run, cold breath, city hum like a drum (brr)
My name on their lips when they whisper 'what become?'
We hustle in decimals, profit in the sums
You sleep on the bench, we build towers from crumbs
Grip steady, fingers lace cash and conviction
Moves surgical, no drama, just precision
I learned from losses, turned them into blueprints
Now every win tastes like iron and mint
They rehearsed stories, we rewrite the pages
No cameo for the fake, they lost on the stages
Gas in the engine, no brakes in the motion (nah)
Eyes everywhere, we cross every ocean
Phones light up red, it's a signal, it's code
We don't debate, we execute — unload
Friends like family, enemies like echoes (no way)
We move through the static, make way, let it blow
Count the steps, mark the dates, never slip in the plot
Every door got a key, every key got a lock
We collect both, stash 'em where the sun don't spot
Plans whispered in corners — now they loud in the spot
Ayy, check the ledger, we stacking the proof
Hit 'em up, move quick, vanish like sleuth
Brr, brr, skrrt — ad-libs in the booth
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up — that's the truth
Bridge
(Heh) Hit 'em up, hit 'em up — on repeat (on repeat)
(Hey) Hit 'em up, hit 'em up — feel t









