HoodRich Pablo Juan

[fox69]

"Touch Nothin'"

"Touch Nothin'"


Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing

Ten traps and they all bumping
Three flip phones, one just for the plug's number
Day shift, Pink Pony
Three snow bunnies and they got they nose running
I'm having them bricks, but I don't touch them
Spiff out of DC, but my nigga from [?]
Wrap up the brick, went platinum from selling it
I jumped out the Lamb, my kicks incredible
Plug just dropped twenty off, thinking about saying, "Fuck it"
Why would I do that and I make at least a band off of every bag, I don't even touch it
Just got a dirty AK plug from Russia
Cap out them bricks, I ain't have to do nothing
One-and-one Cartier with the VVS custom
Spend the profit from my customers

Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing

Selling everything, ain't touching shit
Give my nigga a brick, see what he working with
Give him a little tip
Tell him hit it with the baking soda whip
Can't fuck with you niggas if I know you snitched
If I don't like a nigga, I'm fucking his bitch
Two burners, two pots, two wrists
One hanger, one whisk
You a pee-on nigga, really worse than piss
I'm working out, pushing weight with my wrist
I might be crazy, think I'm worth more than Ludacris
Go check the resume, nigga, I do this shit
Yeah, I do this shit
Fuck nigga, you new to this
Ain't gotta touch it to move a brick
I'm doing what you wish

Better be careful what you wish for, nigga
Young nigga ride with them sticks on a nigga
Tissue paper got me shitting on niggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these niggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, nigga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my niggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing

 

[fox69]

"Trap Dab Freestyle"
(feat. Migos, Jose Guapo & PeeWee Longway)

"Trap Dab Freestyle"
(feat. Migos, Jose Guapo & PeeWee Longway)



[Offset:]
The work, it do magic like Criss Angel
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

[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 of the yayo

[Jose Guapo:]
Speaking of yayo, Young Guapo, Young Guapo, he all about pesos
Switcharoo on your main bitch, me and my nigga, hell nah, we won't date hoes
You speaking about Christian Louboutin? Well, we get them in by the caseload
I'm a boss like Rozay, Young Guapo got niggas on the payroll
We used to it, not new to it, just stacking up the paper
Went from standing on the block to smoking OG in skyscrapers (top floor condo)
My niggas got beams, no lasers
Cavalli my jeans, ten chains on with a Versace blazer
Longway, bitch

[PeeWee Longway:]
Longway reloaded, blood on my blue Benjamin like a Crip runner, trap will blow his out
Balenci' Givenchy, I trap and dab
Five naked bitches give me bubble bath
Longway Nino Brown
Put my foot in the cage just to break a pound
I'm fiending for it, they want brown sugar
She sneaking and geeking on Sugar Hill
Bitches suck my dick, trying to get it shooting
Longway put the bitch out with the roof
Pablo my plug and the mistress blew me
Call the little bitch Susie Choosy
At the Chevron, rolling up a doobie
Taking pictures, this ain't no camera, you're a movie
Longway Bond, you too groovy
Longway Bond, boy, you groovy?
And my backwood stuffed crushed fruity
And I don't wanna fuck the bitch if she ain't cute
The bitch gon' juug me a Cuban
And my Rolex blue
Strawberry, vanilla, chocolate three scoops
My diamonds confused her
She think she on roofies
Diamonds from Africa, shout out from Frank Lucas
Fresh out the banana boat with my hooligans
We come for the dope and we come from Sinise
I make the white boy jump, my wrist a chemist
Now they bow down to me like I’m the minister
Chopping bricks at the penitentiary
Damn, a young nigga tripping
Over a hundred of them fucking with some bitches
Hold it down, these niggas snitching
I'm the reason why y'all niggas cripping
Young nigga do it for the hood
Chopper with a wood grain handle
Young nigga Bangkok, call me Hancock
The chopper still got you shaking dreadlocks
With your bitch in the film for the bedrock
Pussy ass nigga caught a case, said it's deadlocked
Turned around, shot him with the same Glock

[Quavo:]
So you say you shot him with the same Glock
Young nigga feeling like 2Pac
Still will hit a nigga with the rerock
Worth about a Bentley and I'm riding in a tee-top
They go in a frantic, but don't panic
They calling me Quavo, the stick-them-up bandit
He wanted the chopper, I let them have it
We hop on the PJ, touchdown on Atlantic
Tried to hit the Sprinter, now it's bulletproof
Try to fuck a Migo, bet a nigga shoot
Deuce deuce, pocket rocket in the VIP booth
Now you wanna ask me what you do
Water diamonds like a swimming pool
Had to spend two thousand for Margiela shoes
Young Quavo whipping up the chemicals
Hell nah, nigga never finished school
SRT Audi, I'm dabbing and I got your bitch that wanna leave her junkies in it
Mama, she told me, "Go get the bitch", I put my wrist in the water, it started swimming
On the north side, we were really getting it, then I'm stepping and spinning it, Longway in it
We was roadrunning, fucking up the city, Migos, Pablo, Guapo, PeeWee independent

 

[fox69]

"Trap Nigga"
(feat. ManMan Savage & DrugRixh Hect)

"Trap Nigga"
(feat. ManMan Savage & DrugRixh Hect)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me
Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting
Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty
Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas
I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga

[ManMan Savage:]
I'm a trap nigga, I ain't gotta say, yeah, you can tell
I'm a trap nigga, got a lot of stories I could tell
Thirteen, had a triple beam scale, putting mid on the scale
Robbing niggas, I feel like Hank, I'm the king of the hill
Open doors with the strap, everybody in here strapped
Got them 30s, I don't strap them
Got them 50s, I don't strap them
Take this shit to Candler Road, me and Marqo making caps
You can get trapped in the trap
One way in, ain't no way out

[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
Real trappers in the country [?]
Fuck that bitch in her mouth, you're gonna kiss and tell
I done ran up the racks, you better wish me well
Keep a hard Glock 40 with the scale
I [?] with me, stripping plugs for a bale
Give them to my youngin's, let them sell them
I'm trapping gas, your shit don't gotta smell
Don't fuck with that bitch 'cause she had a little smell
I started selling dimes, couldn't get enough
Trap bankroll, look like mega bucks
Plug said fuck the plane, use the Mega Bus
Got your bitch on the drugs, she think she on [?]

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me
Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting
Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty
Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas
I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga

I'm a trap nigga
You a pussy nigga
Heard you going out, bad
Plugged in, strapped up, hundred niggas wearing MONY flags
Xans, lean, bricks, niggas got hundred bags
Keep the chopper tucked off in my duffel bag
Real trap nigga, fell in love with Glad bags
And I was having glad, nigga, you can add that
I'm on Candler Road, nigga, got a Grand Canyon
I shoot that shit up, wipe my pistol with my bandana

[DrugRixh Hect:]
I poured a four of Hitech in a Tropicana
And I'm rich off drugs, bitch, I've never been a scammer
Playing that fake rich shit gon' have you ass for ransom
This nigga thought this shit was sweet, I popped his on camera
That Draco hold a hundred rounds, this bitch ain't got no hammer
In the car, just serving junkies on Candler
I fucked that little swoop, then I put her on camera
Wrong rag, nigga, check the bandana
Scoreboard, I ain't taking taking no loss
How the fuck you think I got these triple crosses?
Double dribble, I just criss-crossed him
You've been going out back, you ain't been with no bosses
DrugRixh, we ain't taking no losses
Get some shots fired 'bout some pillow talking

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me
Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting
Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty
Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas
I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga
I'm a trap nigga

 

[fox69]

"Trap Out The Store"
(feat. SosaMan)

"Trap Out The Store"
(feat. SosaMan)



[Chorus - Johnny Cinco:]
They used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
Wife used to trap out the hole
I had the special stuff
I got the bag out the hole
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store
We used to
We used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
[?]
It's time for the crack gotta go
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store

[Johnny Cinco:]
We used to
We used to trap at the store
Pricing it off of that blow
I play the rock like I'm Jo
I pay the rock to JoJo
Bitches on me on the low
I can't fuck her on the low
If I fuck her, everybody gon' know
Ride through the street, got me feeling real lavish
Hundreds on me, got me feeling real savage
[?] with me while I'm swerving through traffic
Hop out the Aston, I'll let them have it
Trapping and wrapping a habit
I made a habit of trapping
I made a habit of wrapping
Just bought a match and I'm wrapping
Everywhere I go, there's dollar signs
Fuck the bitch, she never wasn't mine
I can't let no nigga handle mines
Shoot a nigga if he out of line
Sacrilegious, always on the grind
Almost time, almost time
Big bankroll off the store
New Bentley all at the store

[Chorus]

[SosaMan:]
I used to trap at the store
I done served crack at the store
Shit, I was cooking blow
Fiends knocking at the fucking door
Never played them, never served the soda
Break a bitch, preferably a snorter
She will give you all the fucking dope
Sipping lean, got me moving slow
93, boy, that's all I smoke
What you smoking on? I'm smelling reggie
[?] nigga, call him Eddie
In your dreams like I'm fucking Freddy
Dripping sauce deep down in Texas
But I'm splashing all in Georgia
And I'm balling like a Hoya
Pouring lean, I'm a Oiler
'Cause I'm from Houston and then that's what we doing
Selling dope and we selling music
Sending bitches, call it prostitution
Got the hammer, don't make me use it
Touch twin, I'ma fucking lose it
With the Bent, boy, that's what I'm cruising
I used to trap in the 3
I used to get out a fee
Ask the dope fiends about it [?]

[Chorus]

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
We used to trap at the store
Go back to the hood and make a band-o
Don't trap with no strap at the store
Been five days, I ain't changing my clothes
Stayed down, now we're ten toes
Pulled up in the Pinto with a bag full of pintos
But I just came back to Texas just to work me a hoe
Tried something, I gotta trap at the store
Get it, break it down, selling James Brown
Candler Road, call it "Break Down Town"
They hear the bales coming, don't make a sound
Meet me at the store, I'm pulling up now
Nigga, you could get a dime or a pound
Houston, we got a problem, man down
Cooking the mid from Mexico
Go together like Whitney and Bobby Brown

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Trapstar Rockstar"

"Trapstar Rockstar"


Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
Fucking your hoe and that pussy good
Pistol on me, now I wish a nigga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your bitch wanna fuck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar...

Rockstar
Got a chopper, hold it like a guitar
Hoodrich swag way past par
Smoking weed at the cookie jar
Two hundred down on my foreign car
I fucked that bitch like a porn star
I'm on the bars and the lean, I'm on Mars
Strapped up, I don't need security guards
Whip it, whip it, whip the shit hard
All this shit dirty, it's looking like [?]
I don't want your bitch, hell nah
Diamonds looking like a disco ball
I got that white and that brown, crisscross
Haters mad, got them pissed off
What you want, nigga: a brick or raw?
You can come get it right now

Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
Fucking your hoe and that pussy good
Pistol on me, now I wish a nigga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your bitch wanna fuck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar...

Hoodrich, they treat me like Elvis
You can keep that little bitch, I ain't selfish
I got water on me and I sell fish
Red on the bottom, look devilish
I hit the trap up and I double it
I can cook up a brick with my left wrist
Quick Draw, wild wild westing
Send her a purple pickle through the message
I gotta work like the Mexican
Give me that brick and I'm stretching it
Pack touched down and I'm catching it
Trapping OG, I'm a veteran
Rockstar, trapstar ettiquette
Pour up a four of that medicine
I got my diamonds from Africa
Cook it in the kitchen, cheffing it

Hoodrich, I got rich in the hood
Riding around with the bricks under the hood
Fucking your hoe and that pussy good
Pistol on me, now I wish a nigga would
Tom Fords on, I'm looking good
Go do a show right after I met my juug
Bands on me and I'm still in the hood
Your bitch wanna fuck 'cause she know that I'm hood
Trapstar, rockstar...

 

[fox69]

"Trill"
(feat. DC White)

"Trill"
(feat. DC White)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the plug on the drugs
Pints and the pills like the pharmacy
She said the Givenchy Valencia
My house that look like Jumanji
I pull up on you with the bags
Little nigga, where your money?
Pocket filled up with nothing but them hundun
I'm pussy if a find a twenty
Savage life, little Webbie
Tell that hoe give me that pussy
Drinking that Pimp C
While I'm riding to Lil Boosie
Nigga might pull up on Bankhead
Just to go buy a new toolie
I ain't never been no pussy
Ask anybody who ever knew me
Jumped out the push, cook a cookie
Switch up the wrist when I cooking up bricks
You shop off the corner of the [?]
You swore it was filled with that midget, but filled it with remix
I had to get them
Catch a nigga, we play monkey in the middle
Balenciaga tennis ball, let's throw a little
Tell her I'm a dealer
Walk in Margielas, the dope still on
Just cooked the brick, the stove still on
I got more bars than the CVS
I got more falcons than the Georgia Dome
I set up a trap right in front of your home
I traffic the work in my Firestone's
These real diamonds, these ain't rhinestone
The Rollie the [?] switching time zones
Give that bitch the business in a Bentley
Fucked the hoe and then I [?]
So many diamonds, I'm African
Feeling like I just ran off my jeweler
Juuging the mid from the Mexican
Getting them bricks just coming from Cuba
Eating and stepping [?]
I got shooters on shooters
I'm the plug on the drugs
Pints and the pills like the pharmacy
She said the Givenchy Valencia
My house that look like Jumanji
I pull up on you with the bags
Little nigga, where your money?
Pocket filled up with nothing but them hundun
I'm pussy if a find a twenty
Savage life, little Webbie
Tell that hoe give me that pussy
Drinking that Pimp C
While I'm riding to Lil Boosie
Nigga might pull up on Bankhead
Just to go buy a new toolie
I ain't never been no pussy
Ask anybody who ever knew me
[DC White:]
I got the strong pack, Jose Conseco
I'm a mastermind, yeah, I think I'm Rayford
Start to blue face it just like Grey Goose
I'm riding in the foreign everywhere I go
Thousand-dollar kicks, don't step on my sole
My whole trap roll might drop a four
My 'migo, he pull up with extra loads
'Cause he can't tell if he from the four
Al Pacino with the front door
[?] the chopper the clip to the floor
I'm on my trap spot like allure
I'm a D-boy to the core
I might pull up with the Benz or the Porsche
I might pull up with the bitch you adore
Givenchy my toes, you cannot afford
I did everything, now the shit getting bored
I'm plugged in, nigga, like extension cords
See me with the plug, I just met the source
We're talking by the green like a golf course
I think I'm Tiger Woods with the white girl
I might just drape her in diamonds and pearls
I whip it up, whip it up, make it swirl
Balenciaga while I'm working the curve
Both niggas hate and he got a nerve
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm the plug on the drugs
Pints and the pills like the pharmacy
She said the Givenchy Valencia
My house that look like Jumanji
I pull up on you with the bags
Little nigga, where your money?
Pocket filled up with nothing but them hundun
I'm pussy if a find a twenty
Savage life, little Webbie
Tell that hoe give me that pussy
Drinking that Pimp C
While I'm riding to Lil Boosie
Nigga might pull up on Bankhead
Just to go buy a new toolie
I ain't never been no pussy
Ask anybody who ever knew me

 

[fox69]

"Turning Back"

"Turning Back"


I done made it too far, I ain't turning back
Know some niggas that ain't coming back
Know a couple niggas that done turned they back
I'm moving forward, I ain't turning back
I'm a real nigga, I can't help that
Told my niggas don't even worry 'bout that
I ain't turning my back, that's on MONY POWR RSPT
I've never snitched, nigga, came from the projects
No, I ain't turning my back
Hell no, I ain't turning back
All of my niggas, I got that
Fuck niggas, better get back
No, I ain't turning back
All my old hoes, you can have that
No, I ain't turning back, from the projects
Bought a new house where my new stash at
Briefcase full of blue faces
Never had to snitch, nigga, beat all the cases
Learned how to hustle, I'm through with the taking
Fuck the hating, trying to add all the money I'm making
I can make more if I take it to Macon (GA)
I'm in the booth, now you know that I made it
Kept it real with some niggas that tried to play me
It's okay, nigga, now you gotta face it
They tried to keep me in the basement
They didn't wanna see a young nigga make it
I'm playing foul, nigga called flagrant
Where the fuck you at? Nigga, I'm in the pavement
First time you cross me, you a fuck nigga
I let you cross me twice, I'm a fuck nigga
Your crew duck, duck, duck, nigga
I make sure all my niggas up, nigga
I done made it too far, I ain't turning back
Know some niggas that ain't coming back
Know a couple niggas that done turned they back
I'm moving forward, I ain't turning back
I'm a real nigga, I can't help that
Told my niggas don't even worry 'bout that
I ain't turning my back, that's on MONY POWR RSPT
I've never snitched, nigga, came from the projects
No, I ain't turning my back
Hell no, I ain't turning back
All of my niggas, I got that
Fuck niggas, better get back
No, I ain't turning back
All my old hoes, you can have that
No, I ain't turning back, from the projects
Bought a new house where my new stash at
I'm just trying to pay off my momma house
I'm just from the hood, trying to make it out
Know some real niggas don't run they mouth
That they get on camera, they get edited it out
Trap niggas got to bond my nigga out
They hating, nigga, trying to figure it out
Too much to do, I don't pay him no attention
I'm sitting in the Bentley, wearing Givenchy
Fuck killing for me, they gon' kill with me
Free all my niggas that's fucked up in prison
Y'all rich, but the fam ain't straight? You bitches
Still got my niggas with me from the kitchen
It ain't in my blood to be a fuck nigga switching
Talk behind a nigga's back like some bitches
But when I see you, I had the stick and the Glock 40 with a different extension
You bitch
I done made it too far, I ain't turning back
Know some niggas that ain't coming back
Know a couple niggas that done turned they back
I'm moving forward, I ain't turning back
I'm a real nigga, I can't help that
Told my niggas don't even worry 'bout that
I ain't turning my back, that's on MONY POWR RSPT
I've never snitched, nigga, came from the projects
No, I ain't turning my back
Hell no, I ain't turning back
All of my niggas, I got that
Fuck niggas, better get back
No, I ain't turning back
All my old hoes, you can have that
No, I ain't turning back, from the projects
Bought a new house where my new stash at

 

[fox69]

"U Don't Know Me"

"U Don't Know Me"


You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Don't approach me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pillow talking to them bitches like you know a nigga
Glock 40 extension with a motherfucking 30 in it
You don't know me, nigga
Don't make me murder, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pussy, make me show you, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga

Clutching on my ratchet, forgot I was a rapper
Director, I'm shooting at these motherfucking actors
My diamonds, my jeweler, they came straight from Africa
I got a dollar, used to be a little rascal
You don't know me, but you better hurry up and fucking ask
She on her knees like she praying, Christian Lous, I'm the pastor
Gucci, Goyard and Designer mismatches
Plug witness lowest ticket got the work moving faster
They call me Quick Draw, I got shooters that'll blast you
You don't know me, used to make them lay it down, put my mask up
This the MONY set, nigga, why you [?] racked up?
Gas bags in the Jeep, we got bales, we don't back up

You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Don't approach me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pillow talking to them bitches like you know a nigga
Glock 40 extension with a motherfucking 30 in it
You don't know me, nigga
Don't make me murder, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pussy, make me show you, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga

You don't know me, nigga
Can't know me, nigga
Junkies going to the bank soon as it open, nigga
Rolling stolen [?], sure ain't a ticket
I need spinach like Popeye's, I got chickens
Nigga, I don't let none of these bitches in my business
Nigga, I'm a ahk, I never celebrated Christmas
When he hit the block, had to hustle up and get it
Bitch nigga, you ain't strapped, so I know you ain't with it
I be in DC, I go any fucking district
Half my teachers wanted to fuck, so I knew I was a misfit
Why you in the same hood you grew up in? Niggas like to diss
You ain't know I made a quarter mill a year in the trenches

You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Don't approach me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pillow talking to them bitches like you know a nigga
Glock 40 extension with a motherfucking 30 in it
You don't know me, nigga
Don't make me murder, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
Pussy, make me show you, nigga
You don't know me, nigga
You don't know me, nigga

 

[fox69]

"Vacation"
(feat. Lil Duke)

"Vacation"
(feat. Lil Duke)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Ayy Dil
Go 'head O
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan in the building
Danny Wolf in the killing
Danny, I see you
These niggas really my children, ooh
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debatin'
Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby
Yeah, I'm chasin' that money, I'm dedicated
Good weed, lean, and the percs, that's my medication
Cap ass nigga like a student at graduation
Sellin' them pounds for eighteen like Peyton
DR Denim, Valentino by Maison
I need that fast money, I'm impatient
You just a crash dummy and that bitch, she ain't naked
I got this bag on me, filled it up with Ben Franklins
I see you with Chanels on
Made the pack touch down in the red zone
Damn that bitch fine and she sure got her head on
I do too much, I designer my headphones
They ain't think I was gon' do it
I get money like I'm Jewish
I'm the teacher, you the student
Foreign cars, they congruent
Ride with a bad bitch, big booty
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debatin'
Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby
[Lil Duke:]
I just been sittin' back, watchin' the fake
Can't miss a mil, every day I eat steak
I want my money, not tryna debate
My niggas vocal, they already ate
Came out the traphouse, was movin' that weight
Been on that bullshit, been made the news
You niggas broke with no clues
These are Amiri, I'm not rockin' Trues
I was the freshest in school
I had the baddest lil bitch
She was in school rockin' Loubs
Nigga you broke, you a fool
Better go pick up that tool
I'ma go get what I want, you get what you can
I turned from a boss to a man, you know I
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debatin'
Can't fuck with you niggas, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby

 

[fox69]

"Walk Like Money"

"Walk Like Money"


Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Rollie polie, Bugs Bunny carrots
I walk in this bitch, these niggas get embarrassed
I smell like a brick in a cabinet
I just came back from Paris
Y'all niggas know that I'm having
Pull up in a wide-body Aston
Popped me a Xan and the crashed it
Go meet the plug in the cabins
Dress like I'm Trump, but I dress how I want
Riding around with the brick in the trunk
Smoke like a Rasta, 3.5 in the blunt
Better think twice, this ain't what you want
Migo pull up and he dropped off a truck
Trapping and juuging, I'm running it up
Walk in this bitch looking like the Megabucks
Kept me a juug at the Starbucks
With both hands like I use nunchucks
Addicted to money, I can't stop counting up
Addicted to pouring the lean up
Pull up in the 650 Bimmer
Young nigga came up like Ace from the cleaners
Found me a plug, now they want a feature
Go to Cali, come back with the speakers
Go to Vegas, ten bitches I'm geeking
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Everything foreign like I'm overseas
Roll up, we smoke on the whole tree
Stack up the hundreds, spend twenties on groceries
I sleep with one eye like I'm Doe B
Killers with me when I go to D.C
Smell like money, got a twenty on me
Too many bricks, got to cook in the creek
Do not ask me what I got on my feet
Me and my plug got a meet and greet
Young rich nigga, get out the street
My little bitch taught me how to speak Japanese
MONY POWR RSPT, I make her say please
I'm paraplegic, couldn't read
Dropped off the top and I smell like Febreeze
My diamonds from Africa make your bitch freeze
Changing the brick, then I spent it on cookies
Professional master chef with the cookie
Jump on the plane, get the Rollie from Switzerland
I'm trapping, catching plays, nigga, call booking
Salt-N-Pepa, young nigga, I'm pushing
Stole me a old school and switched up the paint
Don't give a fuck 'bout what a nigga thank
I walked in the club with a strap and a shank
I walk like I talk like I smell like a bank
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs
Young nigga walk like money
Young nigga smell like money
Young nigga talk like money
Young nigga, go get the money
Addicted to money and drugs
Addicted to trapping and plugs
Addicted to lean and bud
Addicted to hundreds and dubs