[Intro: Hotboii]
A noun, okay, I know that's person, place or thing
[?]
Y'all know what a noun is
[Chorus: Hotboii]
A noun, okay, I know that's person, place, or thing
The ground, a place I never want to go again
Smile, remember I was down I never did
It's up if you ain't down, are you out or are you in?
My mama, girl you know I love you 'til the end
My lil' boy, I'ma teach you how to be a man
Never run, stand tall son, whole ten
A street nigga, that's what everybody be portrayin'
[Verse 1: Hotboii]
A gangster, that what everybody wanna be
'Til they wake up to one of they partners on a tee
Pop the same Glock
Ratting on your man was never G
Streets never love you, so ain't no love for the street
I ain't never wanna lose, it's either up or we eatin'
Through the mud it was you
They show me love, now I'm clean
I forever love you, but won't let love have me beat
Can't be fucked up wit' you, I need her home gotta be, aye
Told her if it's gon' be like this, then we should be single
I'ma look for her in somebody else if I leave her
What's up, then I guess I'm single, I don't wanna mingle
I'm gone, dawg, yelling free yak 'til my leash up
Bye Felicia, just need the route to all evil
The plug, he just hit my phone, youngin', let me feed you
The bands, we just gotta carry sand like the beach do
I'm talkin' cash, do you understand? I'm bilingual
Chasin' after chips, in a can like a Pringle
Why you love that bitch? If I want, could make her leave you
Flood the chop with sticks, though if I wanted, I could swing through
Hey Hot, you heard these niggas tryna be you, yeah
Only one me, can't be no sequel, yeah, yeah
I just bought a Glock clip, see through, yeah
So you can see these bullets 'fore they see you, yeah, yeah
Wherever you lack at, these bullets meet you there
Yeah, they be on ho shit, I be on some mo' shit
Brand new Glock .45 sing a melody
Fuck whoever doubted me, I flood my mouth with trophies
I'm shittin' on my old bitch especially
Run up these bands, came from nothing so now we gotta ball
A noun, okay, I know that's person, place or thing
[?]
Y'all know what a noun is
[Chorus: Hotboii]
A noun, okay, I know that's person, place, or thing
The ground, a place I never want to go again
Smile, remember I was down I never did
It's up if you ain't down, are you out or are you in?
My mama, girl you know I love you 'til the end
My lil' boy, I'ma teach you how to be a man
Never run, stand tall son, whole ten
A street nigga, that's what everybody be portrayin'
[Verse 1: Hotboii]
A gangster, that what everybody wanna be
'Til they wake up to one of they partners on a tee
Pop the same Glock
Ratting on your man was never G
Streets never love you, so ain't no love for the street
I ain't never wanna lose, it's either up or we eatin'
Through the mud it was you
They show me love, now I'm clean
I forever love you, but won't let love have me beat
Can't be fucked up wit' you, I need her home gotta be, aye
Told her if it's gon' be like this, then we should be single
I'ma look for her in somebody else if I leave her
What's up, then I guess I'm single, I don't wanna mingle
I'm gone, dawg, yelling free yak 'til my leash up
Bye Felicia, just need the route to all evil
The plug, he just hit my phone, youngin', let me feed you
The bands, we just gotta carry sand like the beach do
I'm talkin' cash, do you understand? I'm bilingual
Chasin' after chips, in a can like a Pringle
Why you love that bitch? If I want, could make her leave you
Flood the chop with sticks, though if I wanted, I could swing through
Hey Hot, you heard these niggas tryna be you, yeah
Only one me, can't be no sequel, yeah, yeah
I just bought a Glock clip, see through, yeah
So you can see these bullets 'fore they see you, yeah, yeah
Wherever you lack at, these bullets meet you there
Yeah, they be on ho shit, I be on some mo' shit
Brand new Glock .45 sing a melody
Fuck whoever doubted me, I flood my mouth with trophies
I'm shittin' on my old bitch especially
Run up these bands, came from nothing so now we gotta ball
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