Hidin’ In Da Bushes Smug Mang (Ft. Sickboyrari)

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[Intro]
Hidin' in the bushes-, hi-hidin' in the bushes
In the bushes, in the bushes...
With a mask and a pistol grip

[Hook]
Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
And when I hop out on your ass I'mma let it rip
Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip
And when I hop out on your ass I'mma let it rip

[Verse 1: Black Kray]
Hopped out the scrape thang
Gold up, Kray is so iced out
Gucci Bezels like I'm John Wayne
Gold chain, frost bite
So I twerk my wrist
2 cellphones on me saggin' in the ride
Juug stuff white on the low, pow pow drop
Bitch I'll go, icy diamonds in my throat
Wave god, space god
Smokin' with you, with you know
In the casa smokin' dro
Icy mask up on my face
Go finna rob a hoe
Gothed up, 10 goths [?]
Trapped out, I can't see none gold
Waitin' for the smoke to clear
Shinin' like a polar bear
I said like a polar bear
Bitch I'm Wayne Gretzky
Stylin' with the tech bitch
Shawty still text me, 2 damn phones
Bitch don't even tax me
You are so nasty
We don't give no fuck, came through Gucci [?]