Kwon Baker - Hideout Lyrics

Yeah
It's all or nothing
These niggas soft I see it in their eyes
Cin't no need to discuss it

Hideout
I run this shit it's my house
These little niggas don't want war
I lace my boots when it's hot out
Vibe out
Yeah little baby just vibe out
Yeah I be blowing her damn mind
Then ima blow her damn back out
Look

Watch out
Tell them little hoes watch out
I don't care if a nigga pop
Calm yourself when we pop out alright
Look

Hop out
Kwon got it on lock down
If a nigga talking all that ra-ra-roundhouse straight to the mouth
Roadhouse straight from the south like gold mouths
Candy paint foam with some drank
Ludacris for when we rollout

Woah now
Raukwon out of control now
Lil Uzi with the roll now
Look at the shoulder just roll now (roll now)

Cye, if you lack ambition I can't trust you (nah)
I can't f*ck with niggas who ain't really bout they hustle
F*ck you thought
Truth is I just rather stay up in my bubble
If she fine I'd cuddle it's so hard to keep it subtle
Bitch you thought
What, huh

Cye bitch you thought
I tend to remain my lane I never park
Cnd bitch I get to stepping quick like Tony Stark
I might surprise you with a hammer
Chris Evans arc and you should

Hideout
I run this shit, it's my house
These little niggas don't want war
I lace my boots when it's hot out

Vibe out
Yeah little baby just vibe out
Yeah I be blowing her damn mind
Then ima blow her damn back out
Ow

Cye, look
Cye, uh uh
Cye, look
Cye uh uh
Then ima blow her damn back out

Hideout
I run this shit it's my house
These little niggas don't want smoke
So pussy nigga just pipe down

I can do this shit while in my sleep
Heard you niggas bitin' hope you really chip your teeth
Everything I'm hearing it has not been said to me
I don't do much talking cause I don't kick game for free
Why she tryna kick it when she know this dick ain't free
Pardon if I ask the lady what's in it for me
Cause I had shit to do and you wasn't on that list no indeed
I say all that just to say that I am not a treat

Cight boujee with you groupies ain't no cap in mine
Niggas stupid I be cruising I be passin' by
Writ the ruler with the jewelry I can't help but shine
Hit the dougie in the cutlas that's when I got to slide

Look, so let me ride
The way that I be moving you would think I'm serving pies
Real G's move in silence so a nigga on the slide
So if we talking problems, you know where I lie
I don't have to try to

Hideout
I run this shit it's my house
These little niggas don't want smoke
So pussy nigga just pipe down
Vibe out
Yeah little baby just vibe out
Yeah I be blowing her damn mind
Then ima blow her damn back out
Hideout
I run this shit, it's my house
These little niggas don't want war
I lace my boots when its hot out
Vibe out
Yeah little baby just vibe out
Yeah I be blowing her damn mind
Then ima blow her damn back out

If you lack ambition I can't trust you
I can't f*ck with niggas who ain't really bout they hustle
F*ck you thought
Truth is I'd just rather stay up in my bubble
If she fine I cuddle it's so hard to keep it subtle
Bitch you thought, what