Hood Hop

Summertime I ain't tryna drop my top the sun shine too hot
Long as my phone ring I can run me up knot
Door swing shit beatin nigga get it while it's hot
All dat cuffin that you doing nigga should've been a cop
I just walked outta Phipps
These balenciaga crocs
Got her the bag wit some heels
And I got myself some socks
All da extras that I scratch up I just put that shit on stocks
I swear life's been great since the day I quit my job

I'm in the hills thumbin thru bills
Come get tied in wit da mob
I'd press a big a nigga lil nigga it's not prob
How you get finessed nigga I told you bout getting to high
I been on the jet so long I think I'm learning how to fly
If I had a choice to fuck with you or die I'd rather die
I might bust down a Casio went vintage on the time
I was thinking to myself damn how I get so fy
I was thinking to myself damn don't forget the fy
Man I must be sleep walking I get money in my dreams
You can believe it you can achieve it I count C-notes in my sleep
I can't work out nuin whicha naaa I don't wanna link
I got pretty white toes wit me I been kissin pink

Summertime I ain't tryna drop my top the sun shine too hot
Long as my phone ring I can run me up knot
Door swing shit beatin nigga get it while it's hot
All dat cuffin that you doing nigga should've been a cop
I just walked outta Phipps
These balenciaga crocs
Got her the bag wit some heels
And I got myself some socks
All da extras that I scratch up I just put that shit on stocks
I swear life's been great since the day I quit my job

Take a shot hey take another shot yeah
To the top yeah we came from the block yeah
To the charts yeah make a mill off carts yeah
Thinking smart yeah rappin trappin art yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Amir Jenkins, Jeff Lacroix, Keith Alexander Allen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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