[Verse 1: jaydes]
Hoodrich
Yeah, yeah
I would never jack a pussy nigga I ain't that, yeah
Dick down yo shawty, [?] tatted on my back (You have no heart!)
Yeah, groupie ass nigga, told his friends, he a rat (He a rat, yeah)
Beat a lil' nigga on the block, this and that, and
Ride for my niggas, put it on my back, bitch
I'm not tryna chat, bitch
I just want my cash, bitch
I'ma scam that boy off a pack; he got catfished
Bet, I'ma take these bands to the casket
I don't know you, why you askin' for a dap, bitch?
He ain't even stunt, nigga; I'ma beat yo' ass then
I'ma die and come back like, "Where your ass been?"
Fuckin' on a narc, city bitch from Manhattan (Icy)
Yeah, pimpin', Scottie Pippen, I ain't trippin' ho
Trench coat, I ain't trippin', should've listened, ho
Dumb bitch got mе tight, I'ma stick the ho
Hood—
[Verse 2: yuke]
Medusa, I'm stoned up, my niggas throwing fours up
Samе niggas that be in the trap cookin' dope up
Told that nigga he could get it back, he got his hopes up
Jay, yuke, on the block and we post up
Netbangin' ass nigga, get your door up
I don't sip, but my nigga pour the four up
For the snakes, yeah, this choppa finna mow 'em
Bitch, I'm-bitch, I'm like Osama, we gon' come and blow your door up
Pack too loud, got me fried like a modem
[Outro: jaydes & yuke]
2-2011
Hi, yuke!
—this and that, and
Ride for my niggas, put it on my back, bitch
I'm not tryna chat, bitch
I just want my cash, bitch
I'ma scam that boy off a pack; he got catfished
Bet, I'ma take these bands to the casket
I don't know you, why you askin' for a dap, bitch?
He ain't even stunt, nigga; I'ma beat yo' ass then
I'ma die and come back like, "Where your ass been?"
Fuckin' on a narc, city bitch from Manhattan (Aishi)
Yeah, pimpin', Scottie Pippen, I ain't trippin' ho
Trench coat, I ain't trippin', should've listened, ho
Dumb bitch got me tight, I'ma stick the ho
Medusa, I'm stoned up, my niggas throwing fours up
Same niggas that be in the trap cookin' dope up
Told that nigga he could get it back, he got his hopes up
Jay, yuke, on the block and we post up
Netbangin' ass nigga, get your door up
I don't sip but my nigga pour the four up
For the snakes, yeah, this choppa finna mow 'em
Bitch, I'm-bitch, I'm like Osama, we gon' come and blow your door up
Pack too loud, got me fried like a modem