Trap Dab Freestyle Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Jose Guapo (Ft. Offset, Peewee Longway & Quavo)

[Verse 1: Offset]
The work, it do magic like Criss Angel (Voilà)
I'm selling more chickens than Bojangles
We shoot the chopper from your head to your ankle
So many chains on my neck, they get tangled
I'm in Atlanta, sipping Texas Ranger
Too Atlanta 'cause my goons, you can't tame them
My niggas banging GD, twist your fingers
Mystikal .45, that bitch come with danger
So many bitches, they calling me gigolo
Got a fox on my back, not talking Vivica
All of these niggas, they mimicking
Most of the money got energy, whipping up chemicals
Swag is not usual
Devil on my back, fuck Lucifer
I'm trapping, capping all these cubicles
Never made honor roll
I'm at the top and you fell off like dominoes

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I lost my feelings for women
When I learned how it feel to thumb through the Benjamins
Due to the fact that my Rolex a fifty
Arm & Hammer like I'm John Henry
Professor Klump pockets, I'm a chemist
Racks on me like I'm playing tennis
A hundred thousand on my new Bentley
Another hundred thousand on my Breitling bezel
Gold like I’m Shabba on African, diamonds
Canary yellow like the sunset, shining
I'm selling 16's, ain't talking 'bout rhyming
I'm looking for droughts to change the climates
No comprendo, they come away and bought pesos
Got the clay and serve the folks, call it Clay-Doh
I think I heard my front door
Go get the scope, hundred bricks for Diego