Hood Nigga

Ima hood nigga baby and she love it
We fuck on top of covers We don't use no rubbers
She move state to state just to be a dancer
I Move state to state dropping off them Packs
Ima hood nigga baby and she love it
I got racks on me right now
That's a fact baby
Just a hood nigga baby
With some money baby
Put that on me baby
All on me baby

Put up my own money
Invest in my dance self

You can't tell me shit
Hatin ain't gonn get u shit

You still a broke nigga
She still a broke bitch

She might be bad but she broke
Yeah that's bad business

Now if you trapping just to flex
Boy that's bad business

And if you payin for the pussy
Boy you need to quit it

I'm on another plane
I'm in another city

Won't rock no plane jane
Yeah This roley booger friendly

I'm racked up
I'm too up
I can't see u niggas

Don't need no motivation nigga
I motivate you niggas

With ya bitch
Counting a bag
Blowing a bag nigga

I know you mad
That your bitch
Countin my bag nigga

She say our bag different
That's why you mad nigga

All in your feelings
All that cappin
Where's ya bag nigga

Tired of these cap niggas
Go get a bag nigga

Here's my bags nigga
You ol bag nigga



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Writer(s): Brick Boy
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