Hop Out

Ayy, ayy, ayy, hop out on me Ayy, hop out on me and this switch ah', turn your brains to macaroni I'll beat yo' ass and have yo' ass curled up like roly-poly Man I'm the type to beat yo' ass and then shoot you because I'm OD Yeah, this the type of smoke that kill yo' ass like it was moldy Disrespectin' out the hood Yea Micro Draco got the wood I stand on business like I should Do what I want, do what you could I'm finna take a nigga chain, I'm finna take a nigga brain Bad bitch was smart, she gave me brain This type of brain make me insane Don't give a f*ck bout who the f*ck you thought you was when you was in high school Don't give a f*ck about all them charges you caught because I got you Don't give a f*ck about my Green you would get punched like you Poole Don't give a f*ck, I pull this chopper out in six and O like bulls I got an AR in my pants cause I don't walk around with shoulder straps Car hit my block too many times aye who the f*ck is that Take his car, give me that Take his cards give me that Took so many cards, he got me thinkin' that this pity pat Type of nigga, you get yo ass beat then ask bout what I'm on I got some store runners, they like my dawgs, I'm throwin' out the bones I'm 18 and body baggin' niggas, throwin' out the bones Don't call me no rookie, I hit drills without my fuckin' phone Aye Chop that shit 101, Mmmm,Micro Draco gotta drum Mmmm,My niggas poppin' for fun, Uhhhh,I see a opp an he run Uhhhh, auntie need 2 Tt bags, Cuz an nem be chasing bags Uhhh I got 50 drum mags I could never go out sad I'm still a shit talker bitch, I just foundd another route I just find another flow, same way they find out what I'm bout I find a wave, I find the water, I can't find another drought This shit go left, I'm goin' right, and I'm gon' swim like I'm a trout You wanna get found out in a lake, for letting me find out you was fake I hate these poor-ass niggas always tryna pinch my pape Bruh, let me in like we're the gate, don't let me in, that's a mistake Can't let you in, you f*ck with Jake's , can't let you in, I see your face Ayy, hop out on me and this switch ah', turn your brains to macaroni I'll beat yo' ass and have yo' ass curled up like roly-poly Man I'm the type to beat yo' ass and then shoot you because I'm OD Yeah, this the type of smoke that kill yo' ass like it was moldy Ayy, hop out on me and this switch ah', turn your brains to macaroni I'll beat yo' ass and have yo' ass curled up like roly-poly Man I'm the type to beat yo' ass and then shoot you because I'm OD Yeah, this the type of smoke that kill yo' ass like it was moldy