Hottest on the Block (Hood Niggas Anthem) [feat. Dranski]

Took some molly and some perocets I gotta glock, you gotta tec (Pow) Bitches counting all my stacks I'm bringing in like 40 racks All this ice, I caught cold I'm coughing like I'm smoking wraps Bitch you cannot f*ck with me, the hottest nigga on the track I gotta gat, I never lack Bitch you know I wanna bag Keep this pistol with me 'case you niggas tryna f*ck with that Squeeze the shit, empty the clip, put 15 bullets in yo back Opps they pulling up, I drove away and I ain't looking back Bitch, I'm on the run, I got the opps searching the hood (The hood) Started trapping everyday, I grew up fast and I'm matured (Mature) Long nights working for this bag, you know my income is secured (Secure) Put the whip in 2nd gear, the revving got these niggas scared (Skrt) Hottest on the block, I'm rich but I'm still just a hood nigga On my stacks, you know I'm tall, they call me Rodney Hood, nigga Bitch, I want this bag, I got it however I could nigga Now, I got these racks, I don't know what I wanna do with 'em I ain't talking cap, you know I really got that hood vision Bitches on my line, so I don't gotta do no hoe fishing Bitch, I'm like a spy, you know this rapping shit's a whole mission Bitch, I got the fire, bullets drop, ain't leaving no witness Heard your shit, sounded kinda rocky, I ain’t talking road Bitch you know, I’ve been getting cozy, up in the snow Iced out, staying iced out, gotta stay real cold My style, stealing my style, better tuck and roll I’mma kill it. Fucking MJ, yeah, I’m thrilling it Bitches be talking shit, but they don’t know who be dealing it Just like biggie thinking it’s a dream, but I be feeling it You all fucked up, but I’m saying I don’t feel it yet Call me Mr. Clean cause I’m so damn fly Got the drip on me, yeah we never dry Normal during the day turn a beast in the night Ain’t need a rose, but a beauty on my right, yeah Hottest on the block, I'm rich but I'm still just a hood nigga On my stacks, you know I'm tall, they call me Rodney Hood, nigga Bitch, I want this bag, I got it however I could nigga Now, I got these racks, I don't know what I wanna do with 'em I ain't talking cap, you know I really got that hood vision Bitches on my line, so I don't gotta do no hoe fishing Bitch, I'm like a spy, you know this rapping shit's a whole mission Bitch, I got the fire, bullets drop, ain't leaving no witness