Fuck a Hook

By Mango Foo

On Ear Hustling

Released on March 15, 2016

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[Verse]

My niggas got choppers, we shooters

We trappin' them bricks, then we move 'em

The Uzi, it came with a coolant

My diamonds, they look like a loogey

John Wic, he stay with the Ruger

Try me, he bust your medulla

My nigga, we ballin' like Buddha

Got to watch out for the snakes like Medusa

Young rich nigga and you don't want no problems

Stay with the strap, keep a 9, no Ibaka

Pull up with the Tommy gun like I'm a mobster

Yung Rich Nation full of killers and robbers

You think it's a lick, flame you up like I'm Walker

Shooters in the bando, they got binoculars

Gold on my neck like I'm Silkk the Shocker

Pussy nigga taking shots like it's vodka

Extendo hanging out longer than a limo

Diamonds on me hitting harder than Kimbo

Bitch from California, blow me like indo

64 karat Rollie like Nintendo

I really came from the block and the trap

Bust down the brick and I made me a cap

Mortal Kombat, beat a nigga like Jax

Two-seater 'Rari, it came with no back

Porsche Panamera, it's a hatchback

Look at my diamonds, it's an ice attack

Look at your bitch, she had a heart attack

I keep the racks in my pocket like quarterback

If you get a brick, you can't get your order back

Prescription my Versace lenses like cataracts

Hide the money and the work, where the attic at?

Bad bitch, she gon' hide the work where her panties at

Cut the tail off of that nigga, he been a rat

My nigga blowing money like a ceiling fan

Dippin' her wrist in the water like fisherman

My migo, he trapping the work out a minivan

Hundred round drum the bottom of the Glock

Tried to shoot that bitch, it made my wrist lock

My niggas on the corner, slangin' Chris Rock

Trap nigga still riding T-top's

Run up my check just like Nike, no Reeboks

Your nigga talk to the feds but no we not

My niggas, we having stripes like Adidas

Giuseppe, walking on an animal, feline

I was gettin' money before I was twelve

I used to traffic the work through the mail

Fuck the DA, he wouldn't give me no bail

Sat me in jail 'cause a nigga wouldn't tell

[?] folders, only ride for my niggas

Niggas sleepin' on me like I'm a pillow

Shoot a nigga, give him three, Reggie Miller

Yung Rich Nation, YRN on my zipper

They stealing the dab and they act like they started it

We pull up and take it back, repo, no bargaining

Silencer on the Glock, it stop the arguments

I'm sending my soldiers to kill you, I'm sarg-ing it

Rich nigga came up from trapping the bags

I used to be in the bando with racks

My niggas bangin', we don't need a flag

Pull out the AR, we don't need the mag

I just finessed the plug and hit the dab

These niggas mad, we rest and peaced to swag

I was a jugger, never did the rap

Yung Rich Nation world, I crossed the map


[Outro]

You hating nigga

Hating ass nigga

We countin' paper, nigga

YRN the fucking label, man

Mango Foo