[Intro]

Girl, what he talkin' bout?

Bullshit, I had to tell that nigga (Huh)

[Verse 1]

Look, nigga, I’m a hoochie

You ain't breaking no bread, I ain't breaking no coochie

I like Louis and Gucci

You want the key to his house, I want the streets like Lucci

I need a thug like Boosie

Yeah, that nigga think he love me, boy, your ass ain’t Gucci

I'm on they neck neck like, "Oopsy"

Got these niggas twisted in the head like they La-La-Lucy, huh

Fuck nigga, break bread

If you can "huh", you can hear, ho, I said what I said

And after, that gimme head

Send him home to his bitch, ho, he washed and he fed

How it go is how I play it

If you broke giving pussy, then your ass misled

Get that shit through your head

I'ma have that nigga locked in like he going to the feds

They ain't lyin', we ain't stoppin'

'Cause when the shit hit the streets, bitch, it’s on and poppin’

Locking, dropping, ain't no stopping

They bidding on us like a motherfuckin’ auction

I don't want your nigga, ho, your nigga ain't a option

I need a real-ass nigga that'll drop shit

Block shit, hot shit, ain’t no opp shit

You can be the Dream and you still can't block shit

Yeah, the 4 gon' keep dropping that hot shit

[Chorus]

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

Yeah, man, 4 live in this bitch, man

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

Nigga, don't tell me, nigga, Zelle me, I ain't playin' with you niggas, man

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

Haha, yeah, haha

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (Hey)

[Verse 2]

See all my bitches, they pressure

I need a dick longer than a motherfucking lecture

A real nigga that'll bless ya

If he got the money in the bag, fuck the pistol by the dresser

A hood nigga that'll undress ya

Have my ass stretched out like I'm layin' on a stretcher

A rough nigga, the aggressor

I'ma ride the dick no hands like a motherfucking Telsa

Ho, shake them llamas

We outside for the summer, save this drama for your mamas

Pussy wet as the Bahamas

I can see it in the future, yeah, we fucking up them commas

Get that shit understood

Ho, I been had cash, rich hoochie and I'm hood

I mind the business that pays me

Bags on the daily so shit could never phase me

I'll crack a smile, drive 'em wild and have these niggas going crazy

[Chorus]

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

Yeah, man, 2 Live two times, man, haha

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

Man, yeah

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama

I mean, I'm a fucking '90s baby, ya feel me?

Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (They like, "Where you from, Lav'?" I say)

[Outro]

I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H

G-A, no pay, no play

I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H

G-A, no pay, no play

I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H

G-A, no pay, no play

I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H

G-A, no pay, no play

Nigga, yeah