HANG

(Pluto got it knockin'—)

I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang
Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank
My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank
She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them
Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up
They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me
We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green

Baby, I changed the whole scene
She wanna come hide out with me
I made fifty racks last month off streams
No, we not the same, lil' nigga, you wish
Put fifty round drums on all of my sticks
I put BBLs on all of my bitches
I'm in LA and I'm lookin' for drugs, shorty
Why you up all in my business?
This shit get real, lil' nigga
Got six hundred thousand, I need me a million
I just walked in with the gang
Yeah, Trip just walked in with a brand new chain
I'm treating these hoes the same
Yeah, don't get out of line, better stay in your lane
I'm pourin' up lean on the jet like champagne
My brother a solider, he stay with that K
This ho tryna fuck me, she walkin' some ways
She see my crib, wanna move in today, uh

I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang
Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank
My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank
She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them
Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up
They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me
We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green

We steady countin' up— We steady countin' up green
We steady countin' up— uh, how the fuck she fuck the team?
Man, how the fuck she fuck the gang?
That's his ho, nigga, I don't even know
How the fuck these niggas opps
When they ain't even changin' the score?
I just went, copped new diamonds
My wrist, it's changing the climate
All of my hoes, they the—
Ayy, all of your hoes, they they be lyin' to you
Yeah, you know we just be slidin' in coupes
Off the Roxy, it gave me a boost
Niggas pussy, ain't callin' a truce
Know you broke, we get higher than you
I be chillin', I'm high in the booth
Ayy, I'm just rollin' up 'za in the coupe
These niggas be flaggin', it's cool
He a pussy, he droppin' his tool
I love Roxy, I pop me a blue
Ain't no boxin', he try it, he through
You a ho, you get swept like a broom
This lil' ho tryna come in the room

(Pluto got it knockin'—)
I got a new spot on the hill, she wanna come over and hang
Yeah, somebody toss me a towel, I'm tryna clean up this drank
My pockets stuffed with big boy racks on me, I just left the bank
She asked me why I love doin' drugs, baby, I can afford them
Droppin' the top when we see an opp, we 'bout to run the score up
They say it's no "I" in team, I ball, all my niggas with me
We steady countin' up all that— yeah, countin' up all that green



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Writer(s): Javier Mercado, William Ellis Means
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