Hop Out

(альбом: Gang Land - 2012)

Cash nigga
We throw that shit away
Just spend all of it you dig?
Stay in the strip club
Sip a lot of Lean
Smoke a lot of weed
Drink gin and whatever you want

You know why I post (know why I post)
Chevy said turn up on you folks (turn up on you folks)
You know I'm gonna tear it up (tear it up)
I'm in the block in your area (wussup?)
Switching lanes, Ferrari, Bentley (swag)
20-12, man I had to do it (had to do it)
Shout out to my brother Gucci (wussup?)
SOD, we'da shot a movie (yes)
Taylor Gang, what's happenin'? (what's happenin'?)
Drop top in traffic (traffic)
Me and Chevy, yea we do our thing (do our thing)
Hop out and let my chain swing

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out

I'm blowing down the 1-01 and I'm rolling just like a pill baby
I'm a menace to society, look at the wheels (look at the wheels)
Yea, so with this money they ain't seeing me
Shout out my nigga Soulja and you know that's SODMG
You know I never take a day off
I'm balling off for extra shit, my nigga that's the play-offs
Just like we living off the great escape
You talking all that shit, we know that you won't bust a grape
Yea, me and my money, we just made a date
My pinky and my wrist, you know that's just the 28
Yea, so what all that beefing we ain't worried 'bout
My niggas eat that shit for lunch, they call it in and out

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out

Stunting's all a nigga doing now
Ferrari, one open seat
I got two in there, I speak money fluent now
You be riding on the neck, she chewing out
I get cashed up, get obsessed at juvenile
Double cup it's move out in my latest car
I feed these retched bitches dick and some Xanax bongs
My team is full of balling niggas, why you acting hard?
I be swiping black cards, y'all niggas be riding hard
I'm feeling like D Wade, I'm balling in the games
Plus I got some new heat, call him Boston James
You don't get the picture, nigga I'm out the frame
Hall of famer, everybody know my name

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas seen my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout
Yea, niggas seen my car, you wanna know the amount
I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out