Hippy
Sitting in a Benz laughing 'bout some old friends
Some niggas living but to me some of them hoes dead
Bro was sniffing cocaína so his nose bled
I ain't getting in between ya keep some closed legs
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones bitch we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
What's better than a gold chain?
Buying a Benz off the lot off of letters or the dope game?
Got my nut give a fuck 'bout if a hoe came Scrilly Scrill the don bitch Sneaky Leek the code name
Was broke nah I'm whippin' out heavy bands
You still broke? Bitch I'm finna call the ambulance
You niggas weird and pathetic Sneakdissing to these hoes I'ma send yo ass a message
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Close yo eyes make a wish bitch I wish I was rich
Nigga wishing that I fall cause I'm hitting his bitch
Boy hate me cause I'm on got 'em slitting his wrist
Heard her rapping Scrill songs nah he sicker than sick
Niggaz insecure as hell cause they L7's
They don't know who they is so they real jealous
You can have a hundred mill and be living life
But you worried 'bout Scrill nigga get some ice
How the fuck these niggas hate me? I'm my own man
Did this shit by myself got my own bands
Y'all boys fucked up got no plans
I can see me in a Lamb down Rosecrans
Got some niggas on the East that'll kill for me
Got some niggas O.T. getting pill money
Hoes saying keep rapping cause the deal coming
Catch me cutting in a Ashton bitch Scrill coming
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Some niggas living but to me some of them hoes dead
Bro was sniffing cocaína so his nose bled
I ain't getting in between ya keep some closed legs
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones bitch we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
What's better than a gold chain?
Buying a Benz off the lot off of letters or the dope game?
Got my nut give a fuck 'bout if a hoe came Scrilly Scrill the don bitch Sneaky Leek the code name
Was broke nah I'm whippin' out heavy bands
You still broke? Bitch I'm finna call the ambulance
You niggas weird and pathetic Sneakdissing to these hoes I'ma send yo ass a message
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Close yo eyes make a wish bitch I wish I was rich
Nigga wishing that I fall cause I'm hitting his bitch
Boy hate me cause I'm on got 'em slitting his wrist
Heard her rapping Scrill songs nah he sicker than sick
Niggaz insecure as hell cause they L7's
They don't know who they is so they real jealous
You can have a hundred mill and be living life
But you worried 'bout Scrill nigga get some ice
How the fuck these niggas hate me? I'm my own man
Did this shit by myself got my own bands
Y'all boys fucked up got no plans
I can see me in a Lamb down Rosecrans
Got some niggas on the East that'll kill for me
Got some niggas O.T. getting pill money
Hoes saying keep rapping cause the deal coming
Catch me cutting in a Ashton bitch Scrill coming
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Bitch my mind on a milly, my 9 on my hippy
Finna flood zones be we run the city
Got bands in my Dickies like I fuck with Diddy
We got boy in the hood like I fuck with Ricky
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Brumfield
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