H O V
Ayo'
I don't compete with these hoe bitches (bars are back)
Pussy be smelling like whole fishes (you ready)
These bitches washed dishes
Is that a mister or misses (bars are back)
I grew up in the city where the blocks hot
I was running thru the streets and the boulevard
The streets is hot, tell me who's not
Shaquisha, Shaquana tell em' who's hot
And I ain't got time for these wack niggas (rap bitches)
Man I been putting time for these six figures
You not gon' push me, middle finger
I'm from Marcy baby I could pull a jigga (jigga)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
You gon make me Hov on a bitch
You been giving hope to a bitch (You been giving hope to a bitch)
Step in the building and then i silence the room
Stay with bout two or three goons
You know we lit like the moon
Man we hotter than June
Hit the gas and then vroom
I'm the bomb and then boom
You'll be dead by noon'
Go and do the Hov bro
Ducking and dodging these hoes, I don't know though
I'm so ridiculous ya'll bitches is snitches but
I'll make your body drop and play it back in slo mo
Somebody get the go pro
Call me Tekashi, don't get fooled by this rainbow
Hating bitches just doing free promo
They still broke they ain't got cash flow
I got mad skills and I don't pop pills
So i keep bars Meek Mills
Know how this feels, I ain't signing deals
I got a lot of drive ya'll ain't even got wheels
I been shitting where i ain't supposed to, i'm guilty
But everyday I wake up bitch and i'm still me
I'ma start destroying thrones til' they kill me
I ain't being fake motherfucker this the real me
Is it my fault all ya'll bitches slacking
Is it my fault ain't nobody clapping
Get a grip you got everybody laughing
This like poetry i'm bout to get to snapping
I spit fire, dragon
I shoot shots, Cannon
I got the spice bitch i'm black and i'm latin
Before they get a shot i send these bitches packing
Jigga
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
You gon make me Hov on a bitch
You been giving hope to a bitch (You been giving hope to a bitch)
I take a flight and i'm still not tripping
Hating be watching I upload and they clicking
They try what I do in one day they quitting
Go ahead and talk I know you mad cause i'm winning
Just get to admitting, swallow cause you ain't spitting
Keep my circle small I don't think you will fit in
You can't ride the wave you don't know where you swimming
Used to move weed, UPS now i'm shipping
Don't get caught slipping ice the jewels and they dripping
Now i'm done pissing and i'm boutta get to shitting
Cause when I said I rap bitches thought I was kidding
Don't worry how i'm living heres a rock get to kicking
Ya'll ain't got class, ya'll kept on skipping
All these hoes snakes, I hear them hissing
I don't need ya attention I know you'll listen
Get to stripping your time is ticking
Why kick down doors, them shits just open
Its a smooth ride, i'm just coasting
I make em' bus with no token
They say she suck dick with no chocking
My flow sick I got them coughing
You talk slick they gon put you in a coffin
I told them ride my wave like a dolphin
I pull up to the haters like hop in
These bitches mad ask Courtney
I got so many players on the court for me
I don't know why these hoes clocking me
I guess they just wanna put a cock in me
I grew up in the city where the blocks hot
I don't compete with these hoe bitches (bars are back)
Pussy be smelling like whole fishes (you ready)
These bitches washed dishes
Is that a mister or misses (bars are back)
I grew up in the city where the blocks hot
I was running thru the streets and the boulevard
The streets is hot, tell me who's not
Shaquisha, Shaquana tell em' who's hot
And I ain't got time for these wack niggas (rap bitches)
Man I been putting time for these six figures
You not gon' push me, middle finger
I'm from Marcy baby I could pull a jigga (jigga)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
You gon make me Hov on a bitch
You been giving hope to a bitch (You been giving hope to a bitch)
Step in the building and then i silence the room
Stay with bout two or three goons
You know we lit like the moon
Man we hotter than June
Hit the gas and then vroom
I'm the bomb and then boom
You'll be dead by noon'
Go and do the Hov bro
Ducking and dodging these hoes, I don't know though
I'm so ridiculous ya'll bitches is snitches but
I'll make your body drop and play it back in slo mo
Somebody get the go pro
Call me Tekashi, don't get fooled by this rainbow
Hating bitches just doing free promo
They still broke they ain't got cash flow
I got mad skills and I don't pop pills
So i keep bars Meek Mills
Know how this feels, I ain't signing deals
I got a lot of drive ya'll ain't even got wheels
I been shitting where i ain't supposed to, i'm guilty
But everyday I wake up bitch and i'm still me
I'ma start destroying thrones til' they kill me
I ain't being fake motherfucker this the real me
Is it my fault all ya'll bitches slacking
Is it my fault ain't nobody clapping
Get a grip you got everybody laughing
This like poetry i'm bout to get to snapping
I spit fire, dragon
I shoot shots, Cannon
I got the spice bitch i'm black and i'm latin
Before they get a shot i send these bitches packing
Jigga
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
Don't let me Hov on a bitch (Don't let me Hov on a bitch)
You gon make me Hov on a bitch
You been giving hope to a bitch (You been giving hope to a bitch)
I take a flight and i'm still not tripping
Hating be watching I upload and they clicking
They try what I do in one day they quitting
Go ahead and talk I know you mad cause i'm winning
Just get to admitting, swallow cause you ain't spitting
Keep my circle small I don't think you will fit in
You can't ride the wave you don't know where you swimming
Used to move weed, UPS now i'm shipping
Don't get caught slipping ice the jewels and they dripping
Now i'm done pissing and i'm boutta get to shitting
Cause when I said I rap bitches thought I was kidding
Don't worry how i'm living heres a rock get to kicking
Ya'll ain't got class, ya'll kept on skipping
All these hoes snakes, I hear them hissing
I don't need ya attention I know you'll listen
Get to stripping your time is ticking
Why kick down doors, them shits just open
Its a smooth ride, i'm just coasting
I make em' bus with no token
They say she suck dick with no chocking
My flow sick I got them coughing
You talk slick they gon put you in a coffin
I told them ride my wave like a dolphin
I pull up to the haters like hop in
These bitches mad ask Courtney
I got so many players on the court for me
I don't know why these hoes clocking me
I guess they just wanna put a cock in me
I grew up in the city where the blocks hot
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