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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Dolce Gabbana

 

Dolce Gabbana


[HoodRich Pablo Juan:]
Beatmonster
Y-Y-Yung Lan on the track
Yeah

Jumped off the porch and I land on my feet
Never going broke, I'ma ball like an athlete
Serving the chickens like Zaxby's
Drop off a box with a 10 piece
Candler Road dope hold, serve out the window
Hundred pies on the way, the plug just sent 'em
Jump in the pot, turn my wrist to a blender
Fuck all that talking, I'm straight in her dental
Top in the foreign, money on my mental
Fuck that little bitch then I'm back to the money
I put that money over everything
Serving that dope to my aunties and uncles
I got the backend in, nigga, quit fronting
Dope and the gas, Dolce Gabbana
Hoodrich nigga, don't want none but the money
Ride with the stick and that bitch hold a hundred

[Lil Quill:]
Ride with that stick how I'm 'posed to
AK, AR, I don't give a damn, that my go-to
1'5, Candler, yeah, we having dope too
Nigga tryna beef with the gang through the Pro Tools
Why drop my top? I got rid of the sunroof
Louis V on my feet, kicking one, two
Running through all these bands I been counting through
Down bad, watch how these niggas gon' doubt you
Yeah, yeah, jump out the porch, got a bag, yeah
Nigga ain't never going broke, all them racks in the grass
And we got them babies like dad, huh
30 round stuffed in the mag
Backpack, I take the shit out the bag
Backpack, ride in the Beam or the Jag
Back, back, we ain't ever going out sad
Scratch that, backend coming in fast

[HoodRich Pablo Juan:]
Jumped off the porch and I land on my feet
Never going broke, I'ma ball like an athlete
Serving the chickens like Zaxby's
Drop off a box with a 10 piece
Candler Road dope hold, serve out the window
Hundred pies on the way, the plug just sent 'em
Jump in the pot, turn my wrist to a blender
Fuck all that talking, I'm straight in her dental
Top in the foreign, money on my mental
Fuck that little bitch then I'm back to the money
I put that money over everything
Serving that dope to my aunties and uncles
I got the backend in, nigga, quit fronting
Dope and the gas, Dolce Gabbana
Hoodrich nigga, don't want none but the money
Ride with the stick and that bitch hold a hundred

[Yung Mal:]
I fucked that bitch and I'm fresh
I'm in Dolce Gabbana, D&G, uh
Got cash money like CMB
Can't stop, won't stop, nigga going hard like concrete, uh
Big condo on 14th Street
At the top of that bitch, we can see
Got eight gold chains on wet like some pee
I'm smoking Runtz, don't smoke OG
I'm still in the trap and I might serve your unc'
Too many racks, my pockets got lumps
I come from a crumb, I could not help but to stunt
Foreign, my trunk in the front
Yeah, I get the bag in the front
But I'm not cuffing a slut
Got old money, Harriet Tut
I'm finna run up them M's, you with it or what?

[HoodRich Pablo Juan:]
Jumped off the porch and I land on my feet
Never going broke, I'ma ball like an athlete
Serving the chickens like Zaxby's
Drop off a box with a 10 piece
Candler Road dope hold, serve out the window
Hundred pies on the way, the plug just sent 'em
Jump in the pot, turn my wrist to a blender
Fuck all that talking, I'm straight in her dental
Top in the foreign, money on my mental
Fuck that little bitch then I'm back to the money
I put that money over everything
Serving that dope to my aunties and uncles
I got the backend in, nigga, quit fronting
Dope and the gas, Dolce Gabbana
Hoodrich nigga, don't want none but the money
Ride with the stick and that bitch hold a hundred

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