My Hitta YG (Ft. Jeezy & Rich Homie Quan)

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
I said that I'ma ride for my (Hitta, my hitta)
Most likely I'ma die for my (Hitta, my hitta)
I've been grindin outside all day with my (Hittas)
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my hittas
My hitta, my hitta (My hitta, my hitta)
My hitta, my hitta (My hitta, my hitta)
My hittas, my hittas (My hittas, my hittas)
My hittas, my hittas, duh

[Verse 1: YG]
First thing's first I love all my hittas
This rap rap cracked and I involve my hittas
You lookin' for some lean, lemme call my hitta
He sell it for the high, I need all mines hitta
Some hittas smoke smoke, some hittas drink drank
Got hittas on the block with the Glock that don't think
That's a hitta back up, they in a bucket lapped up
I got to act right if you hittas wanna act up
He talkin' like a snitch no, that ain't my hitta
He trippin' off a bitch no, that ain't my hitta
Take a case, yeah that's my hitta
Know him since I was eight, yeah that's my hitta
Fucked my first bitch, passed her to my hitta
Hit my first lick, passed with my hitta my hitta
Fuck them other hittas cause I'm down for my hittas
I ride for my hittas, fuck them other hittas