HOP OUT (feat. Snoop)
I get on instrumentals it's effortless, heaven-sent
Demonlow flow like a specialist
And you know I will blow like a terrorist, evident
Anything else is irrelevant
Come and bring me the purple, my medicine
She wanna fuck, imma see if it fit in the scheduling
Snoop man, he is so menacing
I could look at my watch and it change, Ben Tennyson
Don't get me outta my element
If you thinkin it's smoke, i'll put you in the element
Long nose on me, a elephant
If it ain't Eddy I. or I who better than?
I promise they know what we doing
I ain't tryin or lyin, they know that it's us
Walk in, not a regular human
3.5 of exotic not regular blunts
If it ain't bout the cash I ain't gotta discuss
Shooters got view from the back and and the front
I been moving maneuvering back in the cut
Still doing the usual, Stacking them funds
I been that nigga since the back of the bus
Stop acting like you is the same
I take a shot you get moved out the game
Since middle school I been doing my aim
Improving my range
Bitches be diving in DMs
I'm acting like I didn't see em, woah
She wanna ride in the BM, woah
She wanna slide on the weekend, woah
Shawty been dying to see it, woah
Said give her the time and that she can
Pull up on the side of the street and
Gimmie that top, peak, mop, beak. Wop
All of my bitches is bad
All of em get to the bag (yuh yuh)
All of my niggas-a spaz
All of em quick to react (yuh yuh)
All of my shits is a classic
Hop in the whip do the dash (yuh yuh)
Hop the stu and make magic
Hop out the booth and then
Hop out the
Hop out the
Hop out the WOAH
I walk in, I smell like a brick on me
And i'm looking so elegant, I put that shit on me
Lifestyle, i'm with my rich homies
I can see everything, but I still got a stick with me, huh
Link up, I told 'em get with me huh
Drink up, she gon' get lit with me huh
Brinks truck money i think up
I fill the sink up
I know they sick of me, huh
Shawty wanna link with me huh
I know that bitch for the streets
I roll with my niggas we get to the breesh
Stick to the script til the mission complete
Whipping them corners
That Michelin screech
Only Michelin stars so my niggas can eat
I need my baby to chill by the beach
That's why I go crazy when killing these beats
All of my bitches is bad
All of em get to the bag (yuh yuh)
All of my niggas-a spaz
All of em quick to react (yuh yuh)
All of my shits is a classic
Hop in the whip do the dash (yuh yuh)
Hop the stu and make magic
Hop out the booth and then
Hop out the
Hop out the
Hop out the WOAH
Demonlow flow like a specialist
And you know I will blow like a terrorist, evident
Anything else is irrelevant
Come and bring me the purple, my medicine
She wanna fuck, imma see if it fit in the scheduling
Snoop man, he is so menacing
I could look at my watch and it change, Ben Tennyson
Don't get me outta my element
If you thinkin it's smoke, i'll put you in the element
Long nose on me, a elephant
If it ain't Eddy I. or I who better than?
I promise they know what we doing
I ain't tryin or lyin, they know that it's us
Walk in, not a regular human
3.5 of exotic not regular blunts
If it ain't bout the cash I ain't gotta discuss
Shooters got view from the back and and the front
I been moving maneuvering back in the cut
Still doing the usual, Stacking them funds
I been that nigga since the back of the bus
Stop acting like you is the same
I take a shot you get moved out the game
Since middle school I been doing my aim
Improving my range
Bitches be diving in DMs
I'm acting like I didn't see em, woah
She wanna ride in the BM, woah
She wanna slide on the weekend, woah
Shawty been dying to see it, woah
Said give her the time and that she can
Pull up on the side of the street and
Gimmie that top, peak, mop, beak. Wop
All of my bitches is bad
All of em get to the bag (yuh yuh)
All of my niggas-a spaz
All of em quick to react (yuh yuh)
All of my shits is a classic
Hop in the whip do the dash (yuh yuh)
Hop the stu and make magic
Hop out the booth and then
Hop out the
Hop out the
Hop out the WOAH
I walk in, I smell like a brick on me
And i'm looking so elegant, I put that shit on me
Lifestyle, i'm with my rich homies
I can see everything, but I still got a stick with me, huh
Link up, I told 'em get with me huh
Drink up, she gon' get lit with me huh
Brinks truck money i think up
I fill the sink up
I know they sick of me, huh
Shawty wanna link with me huh
I know that bitch for the streets
I roll with my niggas we get to the breesh
Stick to the script til the mission complete
Whipping them corners
That Michelin screech
Only Michelin stars so my niggas can eat
I need my baby to chill by the beach
That's why I go crazy when killing these beats
All of my bitches is bad
All of em get to the bag (yuh yuh)
All of my niggas-a spaz
All of em quick to react (yuh yuh)
All of my shits is a classic
Hop in the whip do the dash (yuh yuh)
Hop the stu and make magic
Hop out the booth and then
Hop out the
Hop out the
Hop out the WOAH
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Writer(s): 0, Josh Colby Glazer
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