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"Walk Thru"

"Walk Thru"


Cook that shit up Quay
When I walk in this bitch got these hoes on me
Rich nigga shit, I got ice on me
That nigga broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
Fuckin' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
I fucked that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that bitch hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young nigga clean like some soap
She wanna fuck me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your ass shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, nigga
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low
Go get that money nigga, that's for sure
He got burnt for the bread and toast
In the Wraith with christians, they catch that holy ghost
Drankin' on lean and the percs, I might overdose
RIP Pimp C, I got too many hoes
Swiss cheese, a nigga turn 'em to holes
Four four-fours, I feel like I'm Hov
In the trap with twelve gunners, open the door
Get them bricks, told my migo had the most
Dressed to work up like I re-up at Lowes
Tool on me bitch, don't make me unload
Stop when I shoot like he makin' a pose
Bitch I'm a player, I ain't datin' no ho
My neck and my wrist on ice cold
Snorting the dope, she still got the white on her nose
Nigga don't come by less than a four
I'm in Miami with zoes, I fuck her and send her a rose
My bank it comin' in rolls, ice ice, I'm froze
We buying them pints and we pouring up fours
Perc and the addy, might fuck on your ho
Draped in designer, my head to my toes
Nigga don't try me like I was no ho
Get your ass shot at my show
When I walk in this bitch got these hoes on me
Rich nigga shit, I got ice on me
That nigga broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
Fuckin' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
I fucked that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that bitch hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young nigga clean like some soap
She wanna fuck me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your ass shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, nigga
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low
She on her knees like she prayin'
I done got rich, I'm just sayin'
Pull up with three K's like we the Klan
West Coast kill, gelato and cash
Spiritual OG, the onion man
My Saint Laurent matching the bricks, it's tan
Got my strap on me in this bitch 'cause I can
The fuck you lookin' at? oh that's a fan
I'm trippin', pop me a perc and a xan
Fuck that bitch like I just jumped out the can
Messin' with choppers like we from Iran
Fuck that lil bitch in the back of the van
Shot him in the back, like Ricky he ran
Send in them bags soon as they land
Roll up gelato, pass it to my man
Off-White shit, we ain't wearing off-brand
I'm in Houston, I don't eat at Houston
Fresh as a bitch in my Yeezy Boosts
If I shoot at your top I'ma leave a roof
That birdcall, nigga he a roost
Whole gang rich and we keep an uzi
That bitch fine with a big booty
Kilo sweater on me, I don't do Coogi
Ice drippin' wet, she wanna give me that coochie
When I walk in this bitch got these hoes on me
Rich nigga shit, I got ice on me
That nigga broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
Fuckin' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
I fucked that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that bitch hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young nigga clean like some soap
She wanna fuck me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your ass shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, nigga
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low
 
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"We Ain't Hurtin'"
(feat. Yung Mal & Lil Quill)

"We Ain't Hurtin'"
(feat. Yung Mal & Lil Quill)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Yung Mal:]
We ain't hurting, nigga, we working
Clean, dish detergent
We ain't worrying, nigga, we serving
We got good customer service
We ain't talking, nigga, we murking
Pulling up with dirty 30's
We ain't fucking with you nerds
We make pussy niggas nervous
I tricked him good
You would've thought he was a blind nigga
They tried to take Lil Hect off, but he a strong nigga
Ay, free my brothers down the road, I'm on the phone with them
We whip the dope and trap it out, we get it gone, nigga

[Yung Mal:]
Ain't no talking, bitch, we working
I'm on early and I'm serving
He want a brick, I gave him extra
That's that great customer service
[?] that dirty
Pour eighths, we drink dirty
Niggas hate and they envy
So that Draco hold fifty
Strap your plate when I hit it
Run it off like I'm Houdini
Trapped it out and bought Buscemi
In the loft, we smoking cookie
Just hold it down, the neighbors looking
It's all good, it's a gated community
A lot of babies, family reunion
No .380, bitch, we shoot Uzis
I tricked him good
You would've thought he was a blind nigga
Fuck niggas riding with you, then they dying with you
They tried to take Lil Hector off, but he ain't dying, nigga
That's how it is when you a MPR, 1'5 nigga

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Yung Mal:]
We ain't hurting, nigga, we working
Clean, dish detergent
We ain't worrying, nigga, we serving
We got good customer service
We ain't talking, nigga, we murking
Pulling up with dirty 30's
We ain't fucking with you nerds
We make pussy niggas nervous
I tricked him good
You would've thought he was a blind nigga
They tried to take Lil Hect off, but he a strong nigga
Ay, free my brothers down the road, I'm on the phone with them
We whip the dope and trap it out, we get it gone, nigga

[Lil Quill:]
We ain't hurting, bitch, we working
We got clean like dish detergent
Talk that shit, we get that 30
Light that shit up, leave you hurting
Sell you in babies and they burping
Pipe that shit, don't get discouraged
I'm not worried, I'm not nervous
Fuck you saying, bitch? Don't get buried
Trap stay bunking, we got junkies
Pack them in away from the country
Called them dime bags, gave him dummies
Fuck that shit, just getting the money
Come back tripping, get that Tommy
Why you running? You so funny
Tote the strap without its tongue-y
Y'all want one, look, bitch, I'm Tony
We ain't talking, bitch, we murking
Lock the door and pull that curtain
Light that cookie, sip the purple
Whip that dope, bitch, I'm a cooker
Called my plug, I got the hook up
He gon' pull up with them Pull-Ups
When I count up, I go re-up
When it's go-time, I so ski up

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Yung Mal:]
We ain't hurting, nigga, we working
Clean, dish detergent
We ain't worrying, nigga, we serving
We got good customer service
We ain't talking, nigga, we murking
Pulling up with dirty 30's
We ain't fucking with you nerds
We make pussy niggas nervous
I tricked him good
You would've thought he was a blind nigga
They tried to take Lil Hect off, but he a strong nigga
Ay, free my brothers down the road, I'm on the phone with them
We whip the dope and trap it out, we get it gone, nigga

[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
I trap with that work, get it off in the hood
Plug nigga selling real good
Got the trap house open seven days of the week
The junkie hit the crack, you know the dope a beast
DrugRixh, I get that shit for the cheap
Playing wrong, chopper smoke him off his feet
I'm working hard, got your bitch on me
Cooking dope, I clean like detergent sheets
Fresh, fly, nigga, Balmains with the beach
I got runners up, I got the Gucci cleats
I heard the Percocets turn your bitch to a freak
MONY bandana, making sure [?]
I just stretched the plug out, I got it on me
Sure it was your big homie
I ain't never lonely
Better think twice before you run up on me
Stick hold a hundred, leave him funky
Banana clip, but it goes donkey
I run up the cash when they was hating on me
Just fucked your bitch 'cause I know you hating on me
Ski mask and chopper, guess he waiting on me
Fifty birds and I sold them all for you
We all working hard, keep the scale on me
DrugRixh, I bought your plug out, fucker loaned it
 
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"We Don't Luv Em"

"We Don't Luv Em"


Ooh, yeah
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
It's a money set, you know what I'm saying?
Everybody getting money, nigga
Yeah, Pablo Juan
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, potholes
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the bach
Backwoods smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jumped out the bach
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
Expensive glasses like I'm teaching class
Too fresh to take out the trash
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with assassins
I'm always late with the fashion
Teacher gave me an L, that's fantastic
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
I got the Louis V, Supreme collabbing
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
Taking off my swag, I feel like your daddy
You a beggar, I'm a hustler
I'm the dealer, you the customer
Catch up, little nigga, I'm mustard
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia
I ain't never really trust you
Knew I should've never trust you
You ain't real, you a busta
These niggas was always sus
These niggas start snitching for nothing
These niggas wanna live by the gun
Guess what? You gon' get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, potholes
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the bach
Backwoods smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jumped out the bach
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
Pull up on you, just send me the Addy
Bad bitch call me daddy
Xan, Perc, and a Addy
I really wanna fuck a Kardashian
I like a freaky bitch that's gon' suck it
I just be kicking shit like it was rugby
Hell no, baby, don't call me hubby
Fuck you thought, baby? We was just fucking
Ooh, I'm back to the trap and I'm serving that
I done got me a sack like a running back
Two pints of Hi-Tech and a eighth of Act
I'ma fuck on your bitch, I'ma break her back
I'ma fuck on your bitch, I'ma give her back
I got two bitches playing Pitty Pat
I just do it like the Nike check
My neck froze, got a ice attack
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, potholes
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'Cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the bach
Backwoods smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jumped out the bach
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four-door Coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
 
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"We Don't Luv Em (Remix)"
(feat. Gucci Mane)

"We Don't Luv Em (Remix)"
(feat. Gucci Mane)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Ooh, yeah
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
It's a money set, you know what I'm saying?
Everybody getting money, nigga
Yeah, Pablo Juan

The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
Expensive glasses like I'm teaching class
Too fresh to take out the trash
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with assassins
I'm always laced with the fashion
Teacher gave me an F, that's fantastic
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
I got the Louis V, Supreme collabing
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
Taking all my swag, I feel like your daddy
You a beggar, I'm a hustler
I'm the dealer, you the customer
Catch up, little nigga, I'm mustard
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia
I ain't never really trust you
Knew I should've never trust you
You ain't real, you a buster
These niggas was always sus
These niggas start snitching for nothing
These niggas wanna live by the gun
Guess what, you gon' get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton

The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

[Gucci Mane:]
If come ride it's tinted
Don't test the water chilly
My pinky a quarter ticket
Had to grind smart to get it
Limited 'sclusive edition
They waitin' in line to get it
Danny your time, I did it
I didn't get a dime, a visit
I been had the sauce, I'm drippin'
'Fore I had a pot to piss in
My car just lost the ceiling
My girl just lost her feeling
Gucci getting richer than richy
Bitches say Gucci saddity
She just did her ass and her titties
Well skeet on her face 'cause she pretty
I tell her, go'n, like the road runner
Might stash your phone number
Ho get the wrong number
I'm stacking all winter
I'm stuntin' all summer
And I need a grown woman
'Cause I got grown money, Wop

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon' bust it
She thick as fuck, I'm lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? 'cause we don't love 'em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it's fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
 
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"Wednesday"

"Wednesday"


[DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Monday, the pack got delayed
Why the fuck you think I got that stick on my face?
Caught a ten pack on a Wednesday
Got a nigga with a Draco, look like Drake
I bust down the Rollie, I flooded the face
I'm geeked on the Molly, I can't feel my face
Don't fuck with the pork, I do shrimp and steak
And I heard he a duck, we gon' eat the plate
I got Rollies to throw away
Went and bought the Audemars Piguet
I just made a ten in one day
Copped ten bags on a Wednesday
Too many bands, need a bigger safe
I make the Draco sing like Drake
I'm fucking his bitch, I know why he hating
I'm busting down the brick, eating the magic plate

[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
DrugRixh, I just fucked your bitch, I know you hating on me
The stick hold a hundred, just in case he waiting on me
I'm geeked on the Percocet, rolling up cookies, I been floating
Trap bags on me nigga, fuck a loan
DrugRixh, I'm the plug, show me my opponent
When we hop in that Maybach, they know we own it
When I pull up at court, got the Perc and Xan on me
MONY POWR RSPT, I'm the big homie
Real diamonds, got it cleaned with ammonia
Got ten bands in the early morning
Got them up before the church open on Sunday
Make her open her mouth, I don't wanna fuck you
And the Draco sing better than Drake on Sunday
I don't fuck with your plug, so he better not front me
DrugRixh like baby Pablo, it's a stunner

[DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Monday, the pack got delayed
Why the fuck you think I got that stick on my face?
Caught a ten pack on a Wednesday
Got a nigga with a Draco, look like Drake
I bust down the Rollie, I flooded the face
I'm geeked on the Molly, I can't feel my face
Don't fuck with the pork, I do shrimp and steak
And I heard he a duck, we gon' eat the plate
I got Rollies to throw away
Went and bought the Audemars Piguet
I just made a ten in one day
Copped ten bags on a Wednesday
Too many bands, need a bigger safe
I make the Draco sing like Drake
I'm fucking his bitch, I know why he hating
I'm busting down the brick, eating the magic plate

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
We got a ten play on a Wednesday
I taught these niggas how to whip, I'm the sensei
Go to Magic, yellow rice on my steak
I know some hungry niggas that'll eat your face
DrugRixh Hect ready to catch a case
Pull out the chopper, put the stick on your face
Fuck on that nigga, got raped
We robbed him, we took the whole safe
I'm fucking this bitch, put the dick in her face
Quick draw, nigga, got two .38s
This Draco start singing, they thinking it's Drake
I'm draped in Louis, been threw away the Bapes
From the hood, shooting in the crate
Can't stop my money, give a fuck if you hate
Had to get in the pot and scrape to make a plate
You had one zip since twelve, I've been trapping everyday

[DrugRixh Pe$o & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Monday, the pack got delayed
Why the fuck you think I got that stick on my face?
Caught a ten pack on a Wednesday
Got a nigga with a Draco, look like Drake
I bust down the Rollie, I flooded the face
I'm geeked on the Molly, I can't feel my face
Don't fuck with the pork, I do shrimp and steak
And I heard he a duck, we gon' eat the plate
I got Rollies to throw away
Went and bought the Audemars Piguet
I just made a ten in one day
Copped ten bags on a Wednesday
Too many bands, need a bigger safe
I make the Draco sing like Drake
I'm fucking his bitch, I know why he hating
I'm busting down the brick, eating the magic plate
 
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"When They See Me"

"When They See Me"


[Chorus - Johnny Cinco:]
I know cap when I see it
I know trap when I see it, rap when I see it
Pull up on the [?], I ain't have no reason
They won't believe it, they won't believe it
I know cap when I see it
I know trap when I see it, pap when I see it
Pull up on the [?], they didn't believe it
They ain't wanna see me, they ain't even see me
[Johnny Cinco:]
How you stunting in the trap [?]
How the hell you got a bad bitch? You ain't feeding her
Niggas must've lost their minds for no reason
Buy a zip and break it down for no reason
Never heard a hoe that's running around, they would feed he
Stay down in the trap, I hold it down, I know that nigga
I'ma need a ten out every pound if I leave her
I'ma need a ten out every pound, pull a hundred round, nigga, yeah
[Chorus]
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Slanging with the banks, throw they gang when they see me
I know he capping, had to cross the plug out, he was greedy
I get it shipped way from Cali, got a plug on the speaker
Cook it front of you like at Benihana's, still won't know the ingredients
Pull up in the lowkey, Jeepers Creepers
We didn't even buy the sixteen like I'm selling features
Christian-walking in the hood like I'm a preacher
Come to your front door, delivering pizza
Giving away my hoe named Keisha
Plug gone, they talk numbers when we speak
Pussy nigga, don't get shot for no reason
Drop the tickets, switch Designers every season
[Chorus]
 
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"Who Do I Trust"

"Who Do I Trust"


In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
The same girl I'ma love, the next man gon' lust
I put my nuts in the streets when my fam gave up
In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
Leave these niggas in the dust 'cause they all switch up
Soon as you come up, they holler, 'what about us?'
And I don't owe these niggas nothing
I'm self made, came from nothing
I got to give all thanks to almighty God
And all my partners who bosses, don't need no entourage
These niggas be broads, they all frogs
Can't put my trust in no human being, too many flawed
They look thirsty, nigga right there wanna take it all
And I don't believe in no politics, so I'm breaking laws
My own eyes can't believe in all the shit I saw
My partner took from my other partner, they playing raw
Your ego big, but we don't believe them dreams you trying to sell us
It's hard to love when you hate yourself, these niggas jealous
In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
The same girl I'ma love, the next man gon' lust
I put my nuts in the streets when my fam gave up
In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
Leave these niggas in the dust 'cause they all switch up
Soon as you come up, they holler, 'what about us?'
I'm cold-hearted, I'm brokenhearted
Can't trust my own fam, but I still love them regardless
These girls gold diggers, you get money, you a target
All of them the same, they never finish how they started
I'm from the bricks, I built the hardest
'Cause I'm the smartest, I threw my trust in the garbage
The past gone, I just keep going
And I be catching all these sneak disses these niggas throwing
It ain't my fault that I'm all broken, my momma crying
Your girl reaching, but she still got me on her mind
They mad at a nigga, I ain't even signed
I left them in the dust, nigga, I can't look behind
In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
The same girl I'ma love, the next man gon' lust
I put my nuts in the streets when my fam gave up
In this whole world, who can I trust?
'Cause it's a cold world, who can I trust?
Leave these niggas in the dust 'cause they all switch up
Soon as you come up, they holler, 'what about us?'
 
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"Who Got It"

"Who Got It"


[Johnny Cinco:]
Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?
Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?
I'm in the new body, hopped out the Bugatti
So I got them shooters on Ducati, we got them sticks on the Ducati
Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
My nigga, who got it?
I'm looking for the plug and the socket
You could meet me in the Tropics
Pull up in the helicopter with the silencer on the chopper
Shooter with me, he like Matt from the Shottas
Bumboclaat rasta, I need the narcotics
Poppi just tell me who got it
Percocets and lean, need me a pharmist
I grow the chickens like a farmer
My diamonds from Africa, it's a global warming
Stuffing the heated seats in the foreign

[Johnny Cinco:]
I brought a bad bitch and you know she foreign
Security, don't take me to the border
I'm in Cali, 6 A.M. in the morning
Poppi clip on them, so we're on the floor
And only focused on the scoring
Only focused on the scoring
Only fuck with them when they running right
Fuck with Poppi, get your money right
Fuck with Pop, I can change your life
Have you fly, looking like a kite
Twenty bitches like I'm Dolemite
Maserati got me out of sight
Nigga, who got it? Nigga, you 'bout it?

Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?
Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?
I'm in the new body, hopped out the Bugatti
So I got them shooters on Ducati, we got them sticks on the Ducati
Who got it? Who got it?
Who got it? My nigga, who got it?
 
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"Winter"
(feat. DrugRixh Pe$o)

"Winter"
(feat. DrugRixh Pe$o)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Bricks in the fender bender
Jump out the Sprinter and jump in the rental
They think they with us
Dope man with the bricks, nigga, not a pretender
Slide up in a Bentley Continental
Hood nigga, can't move without my pistol
Hungry, nigga, eat the chicken to the gristle
Trap nigga stay sacked like the crystals
Can't help it, I grew up in the slum
Everybody strapped up, Vietnam
We got the choppers and bombs
I answer my door with my gun
I grew up by roaches and bums
Got a migo on the way with a ton
I smoke so much cookies, so pray for my lungs
I'm whipping them chickens, I'm breaking my arm

They call me Pablo, I be working the water
Came from the mud and the dirt and the slum
My ministry sack can't stay in the mall
I'm trapping, trying to get the Biggie ball
I'm serving the junkies, they going numb
Trap house bunking, it be doing dumb
Got a 80 my stash in my Avalon
I remember serving at the marathon
Chicken niggas, serving them at the back of the mall
Got too much money, put a stash in the wall
Bricks one pound, well, we handing it all
Bust it down, wipe the candle with Lysol
Pack on me that'll cut your lights off
The coco is the only thing around me soft
Got your bitch [?]
I go stupid dumb like a retard
[?] shit, with the bands on each card

Bricks in the fender bender
Jump out the Sprinter and jump in the rental
They think they with us
Dope man with the bricks, nigga, not a pretender
Slide up in a Bentley Continental
Hood nigga, can't move without my pistol
Hungry, nigga, eat the chicken to the gristle
Trap nigga stay sacked like the crystals
Can't help it, I grew up in the slum
Everybody strapped up, Vietnam
We got the choppers and bombs
I answer my door with my gun
I grew up, I rode to the bond
Got a migo on the way with a ton
I smoke so much cookies, so pray for my lungs
I'm whipping them chickens, I'm breaking my arm

[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
Hood nigga, know I move with the strap
I grew up with the bombs and the racks
[?]
Or how about the sprint of your bitch, 'bout to rip her
Can't come to my hood if you're a pretender
I got them bricks in the fender bender, I ain't no beginner
Eat from the slums like the chicken, the gristle
Fuck that you say that you miss her
Flipping the patties, they talking 'bout crystal
With Givenchy, the Balmain [?]
Started from nothing in the hood, worked for nic
Ice, ice, I whip it up different
Snipers on top of the roof of the building
Beat it on the block, they say I'll make a killing
MONY POWR RSPT world, if it ain't, then a nigga kill it
Dumping that rack, make your bitch drop the ceiling
I'm rich off them drugs, I've been getting it

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Bricks in the fender bender
Jump out the Sprinter and jump in the rental
They think they with us
Dope man with the bricks, nigga, not a pretender
Slide up in a Bentley Continental
Hood nigga, can't move without my pistol
Hungry, nigga, eat the chicken to the gristle
Trap nigga stay sacked like the crystals
Can't help it, I grew up in the slum
Everybody strapped up, Vietnam
We got the choppers and bombs
I answer my door with my gun
I grew up, I rode to the bond
Got a migo on the way with a ton
I smoke so much cookies, so pray for my lungs
I'm whipping them chickens, I'm breaking my arm
 
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"Wit Da Stick"
(feat. DrugRixh Hect)

"Wit Da Stick"
(feat. DrugRixh Hect)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Your momma get hit with the stick
Your daddy get hit with the stick
Your uncle get hit with the stick
Your auntie get hit with the stick
Your grandma get hit with the stick
Everybody getting hit with the stick
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
Your momma get hit with the stick
Your daddy get hit with the stick
Your uncle get hit with the stick
Your auntie get hit with the stick
Your grandma get hit with the stick
Everybody getting hit with the stick
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit

Grab the chopper, fuck around and hit everybody
Ghostbusters chopper, got dead bodies
I pull up and air it out, hit your auntie
Keep bananas 'cause these niggas, they monkey
Got a dirty AK from a junkie
I'll let the whole clip go, I lost my conscious
You fuck with my nigga, gotta suffer consequences
Shoot the chopper like a DJ remix
Shooting at rappers, I might hit a vixen
Better duck, them niggas ain't bullshitting

[DrugRixh Hect:]
Shoot a chopper good like a redneck
I pour up a deuce or a four of that Hitech
The bullets I'm shooting, they coming through vests
You say you got money, you better invest
Young nigga been had a check
Come from the bottom of the pot, I ain't leave nothing left
Buscemi walking on a private jet
Me and Pablo got bored, so we got up and left

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Your momma get hit with the stick
Your daddy get hit with the stick
Your uncle get hit with the stick
Your auntie get hit with the stick
Your grandma get hit with the stick
Everybody getting hit with the stick
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
Your momma get hit with the stick
Your daddy get hit with the stick
Your uncle get hit with the stick
Your auntie get hit with the stick
Your grandma get hit with the stick
Everybody getting hit with the stick
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
When I shoot with this stick, I'ma hit
 
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