Th3 Hook

By PORCHY

On Th3 Hook

Released on February 14, 2017

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[Verse 1: Porchy & Ameriqa]

I`ve been feeling myself, man, outta here

Know we had a level, you`ll know right now

Hate the [?] to the left, wolf coming in

You told me I`ll never make it outta here

Man, they told me that I`d never make it out of here?

But now I`m in a foreigh looking really rare

Headlining it know I`ll fuck a show

And turn up in the province like a millionaire

Watch me run up the province like a millionaire

Boy, I`m ballin in pajamas, I don`t really care

Made my promise to my brother, wait me rage as fuck

Ain`t no drop get by, but I beat it up

Ain`t no drup get by, but I beat it up

Feeling like a punching bag [?] you can`t be with us

Hot like jalapenos and my migos got tha weed upon

Heat it, heat it, heat it, heat it boy, I`ma need a blunt

[Hook: Porchy & Ameriqa]

Boy, that liq`s so deadly, must be go shree-ing

While my shit is so lit, we be storm flipping

Team exquisite, cold feeling for them, cobra

We ain`t blood, you need a doner?

Get your hook up on a quarter

Get your hook up in the corner

[Verse 2: Porchy & Ameriqa]

Paper falling, coward, coming out

Blowing up no kamikaze [?]

Smoking loud, I never quite, nah

Get you wave, that`s a tsunami coming

Caught a wave that makes tsunami safer

We trading places like some Eddie Murphy

That pussy good, but isn`t really wife

This so lit and gon be the light

This is a lecture for the ones who verve

Used to be a skater, but not a Bobby, swear it

And doin` famous for the ones who curve

Friends be coming haters, that`s them, tables turn

They want stuntin` and they fall

They ain`t following the goal

Know your roots, don`t care how sweet it turns

Got them loose I never scratch the surface

Liberachi-like we rollin`

Better bring me that Courvoiser

Ain`t talk to you `bout no beverages

We gon knock them doors down, now better let us in

[Hook: Porchy & Ameriqa]

Boy, that liq`s so deadly, must be go shree-ing

While my shit is so lit, we be storm flipping

Team exquisite, cold feeling for them, cobra

We ain`t blood, you need a doner?

Get your hook up on a quarter

Get you hook up in the corner