[Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Gone off the lean, I don't know what I do
She a freak, I fuck that bitch like a whore
Throw the money up, racks hit the floor (throw it up)
It's a trap, get the strap when you answer the door (get the strap)
You can take me out but I'm still hood to the core
Plug to the socket, knock extension cords
Still to the money, I'm sliding, I [?]
Shoot you a brick out the back boy
[A$AP ANT]
We the gods when you talk about fashion
Balenciagas go with the G wagon
Nuts in my pocket, my Dior be saggin
Calling her plays, not talking bout Madden
Poppin a molly then go to the moon
Prada my jacket and Gucci my belt
Diamonds be wet like that boy Michael Phelps
When niggas they hatin, I ran up myself
Finessin the cash, you cannot get it back
F&N draco, I do rock the Mac
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Shootin it up like return of the mack
Aim for yo head, no cap
Just bought the buck with the strap like I'm jack
Everybody got a bomb like Iraq
Let her roll Gelato up, I ain't mad
That ain't no joke on my coupé, that's a hatch
Roll the cookies up, I got a fresh batch
Smoking Gelato i got it from Benny T
Mixing my medicine like it was chemistry
20 bitches, man I feel like there's ten of me
Ice on my tee, it's Marino Infantry
Gone off the lean, I don't know what I do
She a freak, I fuck that bitch like a whore
Throw the money up, racks hit the floor (throw it up)
It's a trap, get the strap when you answer the door (get the strap)
You can take me out but I'm still hood to the core
Plug to the socket, knock extension cords
Still to the money, I'm sliding, I [?]
Shoot you a brick out the back boy
[A$AP ANT]
We the gods when you talk about fashion
Balenciagas go with the G wagon
Nuts in my pocket, my Dior be saggin
Calling her plays, not talking bout Madden
Poppin a molly then go to the moon
Prada my jacket and Gucci my belt
Diamonds be wet like that boy Michael Phelps
When niggas they hatin, I ran up myself
Finessin the cash, you cannot get it back
F&N draco, I do rock the Mac
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Shootin it up like return of the mack
Aim for yo head, no cap
Just bought the buck with the strap like I'm jack
Everybody got a bomb like Iraq
Let her roll Gelato up, I ain't mad
That ain't no joke on my coupé, that's a hatch
Roll the cookies up, I got a fresh batch
Smoking Gelato i got it from Benny T
Mixing my medicine like it was chemistry
20 bitches, man I feel like there's ten of me
Ice on my tee, it's Marino Infantry
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