Hoodie On

I got my Hoodie on
Lookin' like I'm bouta make a move
Put the realest on
Gone keep it a hunnid til the tomb
With big bro and them
Ain't nobody do it like we do, uh
So we gone show you what it do

Pull up to the club
But just to rap
I ain't poppin bottles
Only here just for the bag
Hold up wait a minute
Hit the stage then count the cash
That's a fact
I ain't with the guns
But yeah I scrap
And big brodie keeps one in the back
Yeah, that's a gat
Now I'm in a brand new coupe like what it do
Lil boy did me dirty so I'm bouncin out the coupe
Could pull up to ur female or could pull up with my crew
Could pull up to ur female or could pull up w my crew
Just pick and choose, uh

I know he know I'm coming
I ain't no fool
I planned it out
And he already runnin
Tried to warn him once or twice
But he just kept on laughing
When it comes down to your life
It ain't about the rappin
Pop out the blue
All in the dark
So he ain't see it happen, uh yeah

Cuz I got my
Hoodie on
Lookin' like I'm bouta make a move
Put the realest on
Gone keep it a hunnid til the tomb
With big bro and them ain't nobody do it like we do
So we gone show you what it do, yeah
Yeah we gone show you what it do
Hop out with the boys
We gone do what we do, ay
We gone do what we do
Hop out with the boys
And we gone do what we do, ay

Now I'm back up on my bullshit
Gunnin for the game
Like I'm mobbin w a full clip
If he acting strange
Tryna press me he gone push it
I be in my lane
Pushing 90 throughout Brooklyn
That's where I get my game
Yeah I'm talking bout out east
Walking like I'm tall
Like I'm as tall as Dave east
They hoping that I'll fall
But I'm steady on my feet
I'm gone risk it all
It ain't nothing to a g
Yuh



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Writer(s): Noah Chand
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