Hood Flex
Suicide Gang in this bitch (Ey)
Lord I hope you can hear me
Skillz wanna get rich
It's Gothique and Skillz boy
How about we all get lit
Get me a Kylie, my shit is lit yeah
Eyyy
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
I'm from the mud yeah, know what I'm about
She wanna come, she sending me texts
She gonna cum (Skrr skrr)
Back in the hood, homie we run
I got my bros, I got my boys we going hard
We going hard my nigga
Get me some fans I'm hot my nigga
Straight from the vill to the city
Claiming the throne, who got the block my nigga
Of course yeah I'm the plug my nigga
Get hyped up when I see the figures
Ain't putting it in the bank
We bury shit, rest in peace Madiba (Yeah)
We've been running the streets, it's been a min
We gotta win, shawty don't talk
Just swallow this dick
Swallow my kids, she calling me daddy
Crazy lil bitch, still in the lead
Get me a Kylie, my shit lit
I roll with killers, we murder beats
I got some skills, I got some
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
I'm in line with peeps who get their hands dirty
To grind and grind
Embrace their place when it's dusty
Go to work out in the fields
And impress folks when the kicks muddy
It's a feast when the knife's bloody
That means chicken heads have been chopped off
Where I come from that's show off
I'm missing all of my brick cars
Never thought I'd be spitting sick bars
With a friend I met about eight years ago
And this one's got an even more sicker flow
Like baby diapers in the river water
Can the fanbase get ten times broader
I need something great to take back home
Pronto
No fucking peanuts no two cents, none of those
No hoes, just powerful women that'll push you
To that threshold
Oh no
I'll never be ashamed to identify as a village boy
All rappers got something special
But Skillz The Gator is a killer boy
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Lord I hope you can hear me
Skillz wanna get rich
It's Gothique and Skillz boy
How about we all get lit
Get me a Kylie, my shit is lit yeah
Eyyy
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
I'm from the mud yeah, know what I'm about
She wanna come, she sending me texts
She gonna cum (Skrr skrr)
Back in the hood, homie we run
I got my bros, I got my boys we going hard
We going hard my nigga
Get me some fans I'm hot my nigga
Straight from the vill to the city
Claiming the throne, who got the block my nigga
Of course yeah I'm the plug my nigga
Get hyped up when I see the figures
Ain't putting it in the bank
We bury shit, rest in peace Madiba (Yeah)
We've been running the streets, it's been a min
We gotta win, shawty don't talk
Just swallow this dick
Swallow my kids, she calling me daddy
Crazy lil bitch, still in the lead
Get me a Kylie, my shit lit
I roll with killers, we murder beats
I got some skills, I got some
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
I'm in line with peeps who get their hands dirty
To grind and grind
Embrace their place when it's dusty
Go to work out in the fields
And impress folks when the kicks muddy
It's a feast when the knife's bloody
That means chicken heads have been chopped off
Where I come from that's show off
I'm missing all of my brick cars
Never thought I'd be spitting sick bars
With a friend I met about eight years ago
And this one's got an even more sicker flow
Like baby diapers in the river water
Can the fanbase get ten times broader
I need something great to take back home
Pronto
No fucking peanuts no two cents, none of those
No hoes, just powerful women that'll push you
To that threshold
Oh no
I'll never be ashamed to identify as a village boy
All rappers got something special
But Skillz The Gator is a killer boy
Put on your shades I'm shining
How the hell you think you gon see me
I be in my hood receiving
All the energies that I'm needing
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
Hood flex on these city kids
These pretty chicks will want a piece of me
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Writer(s): Shiko Monyebodi, Floyd Lekaka
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