Hoodrich lyrics

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Young Stoner Life


[Intro: Lil Duke]
Yeah, GMoney what up
C4 in this b*tch with me
Pablo Juan on this b*tch with me

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
I can't relate to these n*ggas, they fake
Talk behind your back and smile in your face
I just want the money, don't wanna debate
Just did a show out in LA
Then I flew right to the A
Cookie came straight from the Bay
Pull up with perfect lil b*tches that don't got no waist
She like how I drip and she callin' me bae

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Plain Rollie tell the time, I ain't got the time of day
Three b*tches with me right now, going on a lemon date
Twenty racks on me right now, put two hundred in the safe
Got a bad ass b*tch, just flew in from LA
I run to the money like race
I skeet on her teeth like paste
Put the diamonds up like ace
Paid my lawyer for the case
All these diamonds, goodness gracious
Smoke gelato, you can taste it
Money power respect, it made sense
I can't hear these n*ggas hating
I'm like Neo in the Matrix
Dodging twelve and these cases
Rock Louis V, no laces
I want it fast, impatient
Diamonds on, I got mine from the mine
Just like my clothes, I'm one of a kind
Jumped off the porch and I got on my grind
I got the Whitney, I f*ck with the slime
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
We do not beef 'cause we eating
Whole team balling, we feasting
I'm tryna run up that money like Meech
All of these b*tches be leeches
All of these b*tches deceiving
We just gon' trick 'em and treat 'em
We just fly 'em out and meet 'em
She fine as hell but I don't need her
We poppin' up and we poppin' out
What the f*ck is all that talkin' about?
Pull up with sticks and they walking it out
My n*ggas on go, ain't no talking it out
n*ggas be hating, I know it
I see it right on your face and it's showing
They asking for pictures, I guess I'm important
Really be cooling, just doin' what we doin'

[Verse 3: Lil Duke]
Feed 'em to the wolves, you know how we play
b*tch I'm a baller, I cannot relate
Wrap this sh*t up, been a hell of a day
Stack this sh*t up and just stay out the way
Don't got no time, I can't go on no dates
I was on the road and I was gettin' paid
I gotta get it like GMoneyMadeIt
Did it so crazy, this sh*t is amazing
Stood on my ten, put my back on the wall
I had to stay down 'til somebody noticed
I was just right in the trap, I was just baggin' that sh*t up like groceries
Bad b*tches screaming out hey now
They ain't even really never spoke to me
You know I got fine, no approaching me
Run up the ten, I be coaching n*ggas
Shoutout to Migos, and this for the culture
Came out the trenches, came up with some vultures
Been on my grind, I'ma shine like some lotion
Got off my ass and I put it in motion
Gotta go get it, I had to stay focused
I want that new Lamborghini, I don't want the Lotus
n*ggas be talking, I heard that you wrote it
All of my n*ggas they up and they loaded
Everything I rap about I done sold it
b*tch you ain't sh*t to me, b*tch I don't want it
Roll up a Backwood, I'm smoking that Gunna
Asian lil b*tch and I call her Kitana
Pretty lil b*tch and I'm right on her bummer
And I been kicking sh*t just like a punter
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
We do not beef 'cause we eating
Whole team balling, we feasting
I'm tryna run up that money like Meech
All of these b*tches be leeches
All of these b*tches deceiving
We just gon' trick 'em and treat 'em
We just fly 'em out and meet 'em
She fine as hell but I don't need her
We poppin' up and we poppin' out
What the f*ck is all that talkin' about?
Pull up with sticks and they walking it out
My n*ggas on go, ain't no talking it out
n*ggas be hating, I know it
I see it right on your face and it's showing
They asking for pictures, I guess I'm important
Really be cooling, just doin' what we doin'
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