Hobos

Damn, like damn bruh, like damn bruh
Yeah, you know I was a fool, damn, late for a show
You ain't have no hoes in school, like damn bruh
You thought everything was cool, like damn bruh
How you let niggas take your tool? Damn, like damn bruh
How you let niggas take your food? Like they don't know
Uzi sound like instrument, it sound like piano
I got thirty-three shots in my Glock, fuck ammo
Free my niggas out the zoo, my animals
She gon' slurp it up like a Danimal cup
Ridin' with the stick in traffic, yeah, you know what's up
Bitch, it's 3 AM, why you hit me tryna wake me up?
Don't you know? I just rap, bitch, I am not the plug no mo'
Send him up to the skies, that's where he wanna go
Drop your gang, watch 'em fall like some fuckin' dominoes

Bad bitch, she in the trap and, yeah, she servin' for the low-low
O.T. Genasis, you know she got that coco for the low-low
In the hood, you know I gotta pull up to the Bobo's
These niggas broke as fuck, yeah, you know these niggas hobos

Bad bitch, she in the trap and, yeah, she servin' for the low-low
O.T. Genasis, you know she got that coco for the low-low
In the hood, you know I gotta pull up to the Bobo's
These niggas broke as fuck, yeah, you know these niggas hobos



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Writer(s): Donald Ruffin
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