Hide & Seek
Yeah
Drilll
Woah
Uh
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Met the baddest bitch I ever seen last night
And I been looking for this bitch with a flashlight
Got my cash right, ain't gotta' get my hands dirty
Couple blue ones on your head, them youngin's goin' six thirty (Woah)
Fast cars, big rims, and some loud pipes
Twenty bitches in one crib, that's a wild night
I shoot with camo all the time, I live a wild life
Aint But 1 Moeski in this bitch, what it sound like?
I promise, I promise
These rappers can't see me on my worst day, I'm bein' honest
Rockin' my lil' bull like it's designer, I'm stylin'
No Nick Cannon, but I'm wilin'
Out, bitch
I done drunk so much Hen I can't taste it
I done fucked around and got white boy wasted
Ain't But 1 Moeski, they cannot replace this
Waitin' on my turn, practicin' patience
(Uh huh)
(Yeah woo!)
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Couple years ago people said I wasn't risin'
Grab a check and snap a neck and now the boy stylin'
If you was one of them and you doubtin', then you wilin'
Got a list of every bitch so now the boy plottin'
I promise, I promised
My momma
I was gon' be a rapper and slide her some commas
The team in deep water so we eatin' like piranhas
Swimmin' to the shore just to find me a Rihanna
Why you always mad, dog?
Couple years ago was sippin' Mad Dog
Fast car, Nascar, then I blast off
This a race, I ain't comin' in last, nah (Aye)
Splittin' up the dividends
Swear to god, y'all wouldn't know the differences
Wouldn't know the situation that Denver's in
I'm livin' in, people actin' shady like Eminem
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Drilll
Woah
Uh
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Met the baddest bitch I ever seen last night
And I been looking for this bitch with a flashlight
Got my cash right, ain't gotta' get my hands dirty
Couple blue ones on your head, them youngin's goin' six thirty (Woah)
Fast cars, big rims, and some loud pipes
Twenty bitches in one crib, that's a wild night
I shoot with camo all the time, I live a wild life
Aint But 1 Moeski in this bitch, what it sound like?
I promise, I promise
These rappers can't see me on my worst day, I'm bein' honest
Rockin' my lil' bull like it's designer, I'm stylin'
No Nick Cannon, but I'm wilin'
Out, bitch
I done drunk so much Hen I can't taste it
I done fucked around and got white boy wasted
Ain't But 1 Moeski, they cannot replace this
Waitin' on my turn, practicin' patience
(Uh huh)
(Yeah woo!)
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Couple years ago people said I wasn't risin'
Grab a check and snap a neck and now the boy stylin'
If you was one of them and you doubtin', then you wilin'
Got a list of every bitch so now the boy plottin'
I promise, I promised
My momma
I was gon' be a rapper and slide her some commas
The team in deep water so we eatin' like piranhas
Swimmin' to the shore just to find me a Rihanna
Why you always mad, dog?
Couple years ago was sippin' Mad Dog
Fast car, Nascar, then I blast off
This a race, I ain't comin' in last, nah (Aye)
Splittin' up the dividends
Swear to god, y'all wouldn't know the differences
Wouldn't know the situation that Denver's in
I'm livin' in, people actin' shady like Eminem
I been working towards designer
Twenty bad hoes and they 'bout to do the line up
Big ass house, swear to god, I can't find 'em
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
I think they hidin'
Aye, aye, I think they hidin'
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Writer(s): Denver Forbes
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