Hop Out Fredo Bang

Aye Jolo We Shooting Outside

What up B-Real

[Verse 1]
Throwing back these beans, I’ve been Rollin for like six days
Ain’t worried bout no bitch I can drop her like a mixtape
I just left the bank, told my momma that I’m real straight
Ain’t coming out the house if I ain’t to get paid
Say she know my name, she want some fame, well bend it ova
Gotta be a baddie with good head to meet my quota
All about my bread and if you play you meet my toaster
I throw up the 4 and I got green I’m a clover
Baddie off of Instagram, say she need her toes done
Got a million followers but always need to hold sum
Never with ya kids but on the blogs you a bold one
Pay you for yo' pussy, stupid bitch you got the wrong one

[Hook]
I Pull up, Hop Out fresher than a bitch
Lookin like a lick, baby wanna lick
She gon let me hit, She gon let me stick
She gon give it to me cuz a nigga real rich
Bitch I’m yea, Bitch I’m yea, Bitch I’m yea, Bitch I’m yea
Bitch I’m yea, Bitch I’m yea, Yeah, yeah, Bitch im geeked (x2)