Hop Out Get Em

Slat, slat, uh
Slat, slat, uh
Slat, slat, uh
Big FSB, man

This moncler was four bands, ain't trippin' what no bill cost
Shawty said she suck it better when she got her nails off
Bag lit, wipe it out the box and then I peeled off
Switch the whip so much these niggas think I'm playin' jigsaw

Glocky on my hip, it won't be pretty, I get pissed off
Ain't a thing to get up on your ass, just like some menopause
Plug dropped the p's off at three and they already gone
Made him turn his ass back around and he just getting home

Ain't too much that they can say cause I already did it
They think I'm cashin' out at Neiman's but I'm swipin' credit
Got like ten debits and some rapper in this Louis leather
Five racks in every pocket, play its Armageddon

That lil' bitch be fuckin' off so it ain't hard to get her
That lil' sauce be on the net so it ain't hard to get it
Me and bro be fuckin' racks off cause we starve together
Got a shooter, he on deck and I could call whenever

Have lil' brody set the trap up and say Pookie did it
Dog shit inside the foreign like I pooted in it
Foreign bitch her badass but not that boosie nigga
I ain't never do one-on-ones cause I was too official

Break it down, send it off, text me when you get em
Lately I've been drivin' turbos cause I like the whistle
Lately all the oops been dyin', it ain't incidental
I done turned up my lil' shorty, he done found his rhythm

All he know is pull his shiesty down and hop out, get him
The trap line go eight miles back, I'm M&M-ing
A fiend OD'd last week and woke up feelin' better
That's when I knew the spot was lit, lil' bitch it's now or never

I be movin' how I move, you can keep the lecture
I just spent your rent three times on some Amiri denim
Diamonds on my left hand like I'm a married nigga
Drivin' in my rearview like I'm a scary nigga

If shit wocky, grab the Glock and then start flarin' with it
four five went through his skull and it impaired his vision
I really love my pole, I got the 50 with the stickers
I'm really high as fuck, I think a bitch done slipped a Mickey

She really think she special, took her shoppin' with the Giphy
Only wear B-22's, cause bitch, I'm gettin' picky
Floored the Hellcat so much until I broke the piston
Need more racks around, but for now it's Copacetic

Glah, glah, glah, gang, ayy
Glah, glah, ayy
Glah, glah, ayy
Glah, glah



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Writer(s): Jhyon Hall
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