Hop out gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I-I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
Niggas turn mysterious
When you say you need help
O-Once you touch dem racks
They all begging wit they hands out
O-Once you touch dem racks
They gon paint you as the villian
Wake up I get geeked
Wake up I get fly
Never let a lame nigga
Knock me off my shit
I keep on praying on the bag
I know its coming
Im tryna hit up DR
Post up like my tio
Dis bitch a freak hoe
She aint leave no crumbs
She ate that dick up
I just gave her lunch
She tryna hit sephora
Keep dis lil bitch lookin nice
If I pulled up at night best know its gon be an adventure
LOLO im gon stack up bread till I got dentures
Richest nigga from da hood
My name they'll remember
Hop out gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull up like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
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Hop out gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I-I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
Niggas turn mysterious
When you say you need help
O-Once you touch dem racks
They all begging wit they hands out
O-Once you touch dem racks
They gon paint you as the villian
Wake up I get geeked
Wake up I get fly
Never let a lame nigga
Knock me off my shit
I keep on praying on the bag
I know its coming
Im tryna hit up DR
Post up like my tio
Dis bitch a freak hoe
She aint leave no crumbs
She ate that dick up
I just gave her lunch
She tryna hit sephora
Keep dis lil bitch lookin nice
If I pulled up at night best know its gon be an adventure
LOLO im gon stack up bread till I got dentures
Richest nigga from da hood
My name they'll remember
Hop out gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull up like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I-I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
Niggas turn mysterious
When you say you need help
O-Once you touch dem racks
They all begging wit they hands out
O-Once you touch dem racks
They gon paint you as the villian
Wake up I get geeked
Wake up I get fly
Never let a lame nigga
Knock me off my shit
I keep on praying on the bag
I know its coming
Im tryna hit up DR
Post up like my tio
Dis bitch a freak hoe
She aint leave no crumbs
She ate that dick up
I just gave her lunch
She tryna hit sephora
Keep dis lil bitch lookin nice
If I pulled up at night best know its gon be an adventure
LOLO im gon stack up bread till I got dentures
Richest nigga from da hood
My name they'll remember
Hop out gang
Hop out
Hop out gang
We get active
All back cadillac
Pull up like secret service
I was wit sum fine shi
She was high as f*ck
Blunts they be punchin
Gas Mike Tyson
I dont know that hoe
Who the f*ck told her she gang
Writer: Dariel Rollan
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