Kodak Black - Hitting Houses Lyrics

Song lyrics "Hitting Houses" by Kodak Black. Here are excerpts of the lyrics of the song: I’m on brown bombers I’m on Vicodin, I’m on meth and all He killed four niggas, he don’t want a job I’m on cold feelings...". You can subscribe to this song through official digital media such as iTunes, Spotify and other official online media or you can listen to it through the Youtube.

Hitting Houses Lyrics

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin’ Jell-O Molly

Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain’t James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin’ on prayer rugs, I don’t hold grudge

I don’t show love, I got cold blood

I’m on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses

I’m on pink Mollys, I’m on brown bombers

I’m on Vicodin, I’m on meth and all

He killed four niggas, he don’t want a job

I’m on cold feelings, I don’t wanna go so hard

I take flat screens, but I prefer jewelry

I am not a thief, I just love stealin’

I don’t leave a mess and I be in a hurry

Ain’t you got a check? So why you doin’ burglaries?

I get off the topic, uh, I drink lots of coffee, uh

She my new favorite, she from Milwaukee

He gon’ think he skatin’, uh, let him think he walkin’

Then turn ’round and spark him, I don’t like to argue

Made it out the bricks, that shit wasn’t easy

Straight up out the wick, I hit big pieces

Credit cards and socials, I get lots of pieces

Gotta yellow poker, but ain’t nothin’ cheesy, ayy

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin’ Jell-O Molly

Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain’t James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin’ on prayer rugs, I don’t hold grudge

I don’t show love, I got cold blood

I’m on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses

I be cashin’ literally, I be breakin’ and enterin’

She keep playin’ with her clitoris, I almost fuck around, pissed in it

I came home in December, it wasn’t even much winter

I’m on nine hundred milligrams, I can’t even remember

I ain’t no plain jane, everything be busted

I ain’t sparin’ nothin, I don’t care if she busted

Shawty still chasin’, but I don’t throw no money

I’m in Club Oasis, bust it, baby, bust it

Suck my dick and vomit, I want eggs and omelette

I’m a whole killer, how did I get into college?

I’m a headhunter, I rock Ferragamo

Yeah, me and Deshawn eatin’ Jell-O Molly

Ridin’ in stolen Audi and we hittin’ houses

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, we hit lots of houses

I ain’t James Bond, but I got a gold gun

Fuckin’ on prayer rugs, I don’t hold grudge

I don’t show love, I got cold blood

I’m on four drugs tryna hold on

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, I hit lots of houses