Sellin’ Dope Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Jose Guapo

[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
HoodWolf

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I went platinum selling dope, not records
Walked up out of Jeffrey's
Chanel stepping with the silver on them
Michael Jackson Moonwalking with the pistol on me
1'5, the hood look like a thriller, don't it?
My neck, my wrist, fifty worth of jewelry on me
I look like a lick, but nigga, you don't fucking want it
Drive the '16 Maybach like I don't fucking want it
MONY POWR RSPT, the world is ours, nigga, I'm fucking Tony

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm in a lot of horses, never Ralph Lauren
Got a foreign bitch just for me and my foreign
Been on the bullshit since I was born
I move like a secret agent, nigga, Jason Bourne
Trapping, stayed down, I worked up my forearm
I stayed on the hill like my name was Lauryn
I couldn't get it right at first
Just cooking, got better with my arm
All of these chickens, we need a farm
They say it's a drought, I could make it pouring
Fuck on your bitch like I'm making porn
I got a six of the lean I'ma carry on
Pablo Juan Dom like Perignon
Just a young nigga came up from a bomb
Hit the dice game, then I run
Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the gun
Nigga talking shit, cut out your tongue
Too much cookie, got bad lungs
We come for the sack with no pads on
You know it's get hard in that red zone
I shot at my cousin, I'm dead wrong
When it come to that money, can't leave it 'lone
Chanel, nigga, never Adidas on
I ain't used to have shit, buying everything I wanted