Hood Trophy

I just put forgiatos on a bens
(You hear me?)
I just went cartiers on my lens
(You hear me?)
Big diamonds in my teeth when I grin
(You hear me?)
Big steppin every time I step in
(You hear me?)
We ain't rocking with no stocky this a drum
(You hear me?)
Hot boy hood trophy number one
(You hear me?)
Nigga say it with your chest where you from
(You hear me?)
Still active even when I'm on the run
(You hear me?)

Hot boy hood trophy I'm that boy in the slums
You better run when you see me im as sick as they come
We hop out big cannon where the fuck is you from
If he bang the wrong thing then I promise he done
Slide through the evil side boy you best keep a gun
Cause I'mma rabbit Southside they'll spark you for fun
I heard they want to see me dead cause they know im the one
But you bleed how I bleed so if you see me it's up
Like sum gum on your seat boy I promise it's stuck
You see them philly p hats boy your ass better duck
How you miss a whole clip damn you opp niggas suck
Most hated still outside bitch I don't give a fuck

I just put forgiatos on a bens
(You hear me?)
I just went cartiers on my lens
(You hear me?)
Big diamonds in my teeth when I grin
(You hear me?)
Big steppin every time I step in
(You hear me?)
We aint rocking with no stocky this a drum
(You hear me?)
Hot boy hood trophy number one
(You hear me?)
Nigga say it with your chest where you from
(You hear me?)
Still active even when I'm on the run
(You hear me?)

I'm still active when I was even on the run
I don't think they hear me well you gon hear this gun
My bro got a blue flag but im banging bloods
We came in while he was sleep got something wake him up
I don't wear Cartiers, Her feelings I don't care
The ecstasy bussing got it hot up in here
Let the homie see where im at I bust a flare
Go fuck him try and hurt my feelings mama that's a dare
I'm a westside nigga yea the best type nigga
Red rags to the right not the left side nigga
Everything for the win why settle for less my nigga
My Glock won't jam but my tec might nigga
Might as well label B Dub the hood trophy
Don't come Askin for sips im drinking slowly
Everybody judging my character but they don't know me
One thing I can say I got right is I keep it one me
Bad lil slut her hair done she want to bone me
Just give me that mouth that lil coochie is not for me
I'm just gon keep having sons the world need more me
Called the label using my white voice I need more please
Call my gun dora she's a whore
I can say from all our adventures shes an explorer
I got to keep her active she hates boredom
If your bitch was some lean I might pour her haha
But I don't think she better then wok or tris
I got to have a yellow 30 inside it or I can't sip
That shit just make it amazing and make me flip
Put a Molly inside it oh shit im on a upper twist