Yeah
I love that project shit man
Yeah, crank that ho
Designer on my body, yeah, flexin'
(Hoodrich)
Racks in my hand, designer my linen (go)
We hit some licks, but that's none of your business
Got two bad hoes, I gotta make a decision
I just want both 'cause I ain't good at picking
Walk in, couldn't choose, fucking got both
Rockin' VS, same color her toes
I'm sippin' on green, same color these rolls
Runnin' up new hundreds, but the stick on me old
(Hoodrich Keem, yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout signing that guy)
I hit the block with that hammer
Just like Soprano, we pop out with steel like Montana
Got two phones, still might not answer
He think he a loose screw, but I got that hammer (bow)
We gon' shine like chandelier
I'm geeked the fuck up, how did I get here?
The trunk in the front of the car, not the rear
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
If you real then you relate
Trapping the hell out these pounds
Come to your hood and get you in shape
Stripper ho, she give me face
Before I go broke, I'd sell base
He was just cranking like he was a soldier
But that boy don't got no rank
My boy hit a stain on the bank
These bullets hit hard like a tank
This big body feel like a tank
I ain't T-Pain, I ain't gon' buy you a drank
Every day I walk in and out the bank
Every day I be doin' what you can't
Shades on, I ain't tryna talk, give me space
I park at an angle, I take up two spaces
Niggas be two-faced but the money ain't
I could try to be fu, but I just really can't
Racks in my hand, designer my linen (go)
We hit some licks, but that's none of your business
Got two bad hoes, I gotta make a decision
I just want both 'cause I ain't good at picking
Walk in, couldn't choose, fucking got both
Rockin' VS, same color her toes
I'm sippin' on green, same color these rolls
Runnin' up new hundreds, but the stick on me old
I hit the block with that hammer
Just like Soprano, we pop out with steel like Montana
Got two phones, still might not answer
He think he a loose screw, but I got that hammer (bow)
We gon' shine like chandelier
I'm geeked the fuck up, how did I get here?
The trunk in the front of the car, not the rear
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
(Hoodrich, bitch!)