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prod. pugboi – hop up in a rari, part 2 كلمات اغاني

[intro: duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
i can take your b_tch by a blink

[chorus:duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
for my jeans i just spent the whole thang
i can take your b_tch by a blink
i love weed, we together, yeah, we sync
used to wear my cuban link, now i got vvs in my chain
i’m not worried ’bout no b_tch nor am i worried about a lame
bein’ broke or bein’ sad, that’s two things i can’t claim
finna hop up in this ‘rari, i can’t travel by them trains

[verse 1: tay_k]
fu_fu_f_ck a beat, i was tryna beat a case
but i ain’t beat that case, b_tch, i did the race
beat it up, where i nut? shorty face
eli blast crackin’ 4s like a vase
pop a n_gga then i go out my way
do the dash then i go out the way
ro_ro_rob a n_gga shoes, rob a n_gga lace
we tryna see a hunnid bands in our face
pimp gon’ be eatin’ good noodles every day
b_tch, i’m drawin’ doodles, tay_k, paint the way
choppa tear your dudies into fish fillet
i_i_i woke up too moody, who gon’ die today?
shoot a f_ckboy in his mothaf_ckin’ face
we_we_we cookin’ up, boy, you don’t wanna go dat way
gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades
gotta go dat way, boy, you not gon’ be happy
i_i_i tote 50s, i’m a shooter like young pappy
b_tch try to rob, we make her dance, michael jackson
we was plottin’, y’all was tryna get the pack in
get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction
i_i_i’m lil tay_k, i don’t think you want no action
you want action, you get turned into past tense
your boys deep? well, let’s get to subtractin’
smith & wesson made my 9 with sub_compaction
[verse 2: kid trunks]
45, in your motherf_cking skull
put you in the he_rs_
louie bag on my waist with my designer shirt
and yo homies be the ones that put you in the dirt
leave you dead, then they go up in your b_tches skirt
big rock, all my diamonds dance like tik tok
you a fake and all your homies dance on flip flop
i got your hoe from the bay, she look like criss cross
i pop a perc, stack my money then ball like chris bosh
i don’t care about another f_cking hater
you the one always asking for a favor
get the f_ck up out my face, i’ll see you later
another year go by and you still work for labor (you is so broke!)

[chorus: duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
for my jeans i just spent the whole thang
i can take your b_tch by a blink
i love weed, we together, yeah, we sync
used to wear my cuban link, now i got vvs in my chain
i’m not worried ’bout no b_tch nor am i worried about a lame
bein’ broke or bein’ sad, that’s two things i can’t claim
finna hop up in this ‘rari, i can’t travel by them trains

[verse 3: comethazine]
i f_cked that b_tch, now that b_tch don’t even matter, uh
pull out that scope, make him sh_t, he need pampers
f_ck n_gga talkin’ that sh_t ’til he see me
i pull up with pistol on me like police
wrist shine like fireflies, yours roly poly
i cannot f_ck with that b_tch ’cause she hoey
i just wan’ f_ck that lil’ b_tch for the night
she think i’ma dog her, told that b_tch, “you’re right.”
roll up the fronto, make sure it’s rolled tight
keep the strap on me, but i’m not a dyk_
can’t pick just one b_tch, so i make these hoes fight
easter pink my drink, that sh_t get me right
og cookies have me high like a kite
if_if_if that boy lurk, lay him down like it’s nighttime
i f_cked that b_tch through her skirt and her nightgown
then took her purse and finessed all her cash
then hopped in the el camino, i did the dash
blowin’ money like casino, i make it fast
b_tch demi lovato with a way fatter ass
ballin’ like i hit the lotto, might cop a jag
[chorus: duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
for my jeans i just spent the whole thang
i can take your b_tch by a blink
i love weed, we together, yeah, we sync
used to wear my cuban link, now i got vvs in my chain
i’m not worried ’bout no b_tch nor am i worried about a lame
bein’ broke or bein’ sad, that’s two things i can’t claim
finna hop up in this ‘rari, i can’t travel by them trains

[verse 4: joey trap]
i feel like dash, i’ma run it up
frozone wrist through the rollie up
jack jack n_gga with the haircut
syndrome widdit betta back up
prolly show a n_gga how to gas tho
my b_tch mirage cus she bad tho
playin around why you mad tho
i feel like edna i chill at the pad tho, ooh
b_tch where the f_ck is my super suit, ooh
she f_ck with me but she talk to you
she prolly tell you she love you
the funny thing she call me mr. incredible
flexing up, h_lla bruh
i feel like mr. incredible
in love with me, she regret it tho
you wanna beef but i’m all bout my lettuce tho aye
h_lla bro, h_lla bro
i feel like mr. incredible
i feel like mr. incredible b_tch
and i flex like i’m mr. incredible
n_ggas be talking that sh_t till they see a lil strap tho
if you don’t wanna f_ck with me n_gga then don’t
but i don’t got no time for no back talk, aye
my b_tch invisible violet, aye
i like to fight boy i’m violent, aye
she wanna start a lil riot
just gotta new super suit, i’ma try it aye
i feel like dash, i’ma run it up
frozone wrist through the rollie up
jack jack n_gga with the haircut
syndrome widdit betta back up
[verse 5: wifisfuneral]
okay, last year, i was broke as f_ck and didn’t have a cent
past tense, who my competition? i ain’t havin’ it
plot thickens, you could cut the tension with a knife then
jewels lookin’ like it’s hidden ruby suicide, death
suicide doors on the lamb, d_mn
i was on my q’s and p’s, see, ain’t no lacking sh_t
cutting loose ends on my back and sh_t
gotta cut the fat and get swole in this b_tch
yuh, b_tch i’m ripped, off the rip, blow down the zip
watch my kicks, watch how i kick
okay, dope move in motion, hold my pistol with no holster
if i’m lyin’ then i’m dyin’, two lines poured inside my soda
wifi back up on the block, ayy, dope all in my sock, ayy
i got it out the mud, well i drink mud up on the rocks

[chorus: duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
for my jeans i just spent the whole thang
i can take your b_tch by a blink
i love weed, we together, yeah, we sync
used to wear my cuban link, now i got vvs in my chain
i’m not worried ’bout no b_tch nor am i worried about a lame
bein’ broke or bein’ sad, that’s two things i can’t claim
finna hop up in this ‘rari, i can’t travel by them trains

[verse 6: duwap kaine]
my beamer all white, selena gomez
b_tches run their mouth, y’all be some whole feds
braids in my hair, i don’t f_ck with the dreads
i got adhd but i don’t take meds
only thing i care about is gettin’ straight to the bread
you don’t gotta listen or give a f_ck ’bout what i said
’cause as long as i get money you know i’ma get ahead
i’m a young rich n_gga, you a broke boy instead
gas get you so high you can’t remember me
saint laurent on my jeans, i know you envy me
when i’m smoking on this dope, i lose my energy
i be flexin’ way too hard, my wristband louis v
my wristband louis v, part of my accessory
i’m the hood dispensary
i smoke dope, f_ck hennessy
walk out the spot and you know i’m finna be flee
skrrt_skrrt in that beamer even though it’s an suv
i don’t really give a d_mn if you f_ck with me
i just wanna get this money, i just wanna do me
i keep buyin’ ysl, yeah, it stay with me
fell in love with them hundreds, man, i know you can see
fell in love with designer, put the coach on my feet
b_tch, you know i get money, i ain’t buyin’ nothin’ cheap
and i’m flexin’ so hard, flexin’ now as i speak
with the gang, with my n_ggas, b_tch, you know we gon’ tweak

[chorus: duwap kaine]
i’m in ysl with the gang
for my jeans i just spent the whole thang
i can take your b_tch by a blink
i love weed, we together, yeah, we sync
used to wear my cuban link, now i got vvs in my chain
i’m not worried ’bout no b_tch nor am i worried about a lame
bein’ broke or bein’ sad, that’s two things i can’t claim
finna hop up in this ‘rari, i can’t travel by them trains

- prod pugboi

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