Yeah

It’s all or nothing

These niggas soft I see it in their eyes

Ain’t no need to discuss it

Hideout

I run this shit it’s my house

These little niggas don’t want war

I lace my boots when it’s hot out

Vibe out

Yeah little baby just vibe out

Yeah I be blowing her damn mind

Then ima blow her damn back out

Look

Watch out

Tell them little hoes watch out

I don’t care if a nigga pop

Calm yourself when we pop out alright

Look

Hop out

Kwon got it on lock down

If a nigga talking all that ra-ra-roundhouse straight to the mouth

Roadhouse straight from the south like gold mouths

Candy paint foam with some drank

Ludacris for when we rollout

Woah now

Raukwon out of control now

Lil Uzi with the roll now

Look at the shoulder just roll now (roll now)

Aye, if you lack ambition I can’t trust you (nah)

I can’t fuck with niggas who ain’t really bout they hustle

Fuck you thought

Truth is I just rather stay up in my bubble

If she fine I’d cuddle it’s so hard to keep it subtle

Bitch you thought

What, huh

Aye bitch you thought

I tend to remain my lane I never park

And bitch I get to stepping quick like Tony Stark

I might surprise you with a hammer

Chris Evans arc and you should

Hideout

I run this shit, it’s my house

These little niggas don’t want war

I lace my boots when it’s hot out

Vibe out

Yeah little baby just vibe out

Yeah I be blowing her damn mind

Then ima blow her damn back out

Ow

Aye, look

Aye, uh uh

Aye, look

Aye uh uh

Then ima blow her damn back out

Hideout

I run this shit it’s my house

These little niggas don’t want smoke

So pussy nigga just pipe down

I can do this shit while in my sleep

Heard you niggas bitin’ hope you really chip your teeth

Everything I’m hearing it has not been said to me

I don’t do much talking cause I don’t kick game for free

Why she tryna kick it when she know this dick ain’t free

Pardon if I ask the lady what’s in it for me

Cause I had shit to do and you wasn’t on that list no indeed

I say all that just to say that I am not a treat

Aight boujee with you groupies ain’t no cap in mine

Niggas stupid I be cruising I be passin’ by

Writ the ruler with the jewelry I can’t help but shine

Hit the dougie in the cutlas that’s when I got to slide

Look, so let me ride

The way that I be moving you would think I’m serving pies

Real G’s move in silence so a nigga on the slide

So if we talking problems, you know where I lie

I don’t have to try to

Hideout

I run this shit it’s my house

These little niggas don’t want smoke

So pussy nigga just pipe down

Vibe out

Yeah little baby just vibe out

Yeah I be blowing her damn mind

Then ima blow her damn back out

Hideout

I run this shit, it’s my house

These little niggas don’t want war

I lace my boots when its hot out

Vibe out

Yeah little baby just vibe out

Yeah I be blowing her damn mind

Then ima blow her damn back out

If you lack ambition I can’t trust you

I can’t fuck with niggas who ain’t really bout they hustle

Fuck you thought

Truth is I’d just rather stay up in my bubble

If she fine I cuddle it’s so hard to keep it subtle

Bitch you thought, what