Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Hood, artist - Marlo. Album song 1st & 3rd, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
My Hood |
Hit the road for the millions |
Tryna link up with real niggas and solid killers that’s tryna get it |
I been fuckin' on lil' bitch for a lil' minute, she know I’m a real one |
And niggas be speakin' that gangster shit, but when it come time, |
they ain’t with it |
I spin your block about lil' Gunna, he told me |
Gotta get inside of my bag, gotta get that cash, I gotta stack it fast |
I’ma water whip that dope, I don’t do the glass |
When you come, trap really tax (Skrrt) |
Had to make five bricks turn to ten, that lil' nigga know magic |
Fuckin' on a Hollywood bitch but a nigga love that ratchet (Let's go) |
And I sent Baby and Gunna a text, don’t leave without that ratchet (Fool) |
And that Bape black, cost a dub, with a Caddy to match it |
Slide through traffic, shippin' that work through |
Got real killers that’ll murk you |
With some old killers on that dog food, free Ralo, huh |
Baguetties in my wristwatch (Baguetties in my wristwatch) |
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked (Gotta keep that thing) |
I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block (My old block) |
Yeah, that pussy always tellin', you a whole cop (You a whole pussy) |
Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it (Bitch parked in it) |
Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted (My windows tinted) |
Bitch, we play for keeps, that’s why the whole team winnin' (Play for keeps, |
yeah) |
My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions (Uh, road, road) |
We washin' cash like a laundry (Wash) |
Poppin' tags, my Goyard bag hold two hundred (I hold two hundred) |
CTSV on my last, dash say two hundred (Facts) |
Piece I buy, it look like glass, dance with these pointers (Hit these dances |
with these pointers) |
Throw the bands up in Onyx (Racks) |
He play with me and my mans, then your fam gon' get punished (Yeah) |
Lil Marlo pull up in a Lam', still sell yams to your buddies (Yeah) |
Bank cards on me like I scam, know damn well I got money |
Richard Mille, I got it flooded |
Pussy on GunWunna, man, yeah, your ho love me |
You remember I had that Cutlass, it had Forgis, not the bunnies (Yeah) |
We came up from nothin', now look, we worth a fortune |
One-of-one shit customized, Young GunWunn done done it |
Baguetties in my wristwatch (Baguetties in my wristwatch) |
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked (Gotta keep that thing) |
I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block (My old block) |
Yeah, that pussy always tellin', you a whole cop (You a whole pussy) |
Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it (Bitch parked in it) |
Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted (My windows tinted) |
Bitch, we play for keeps, that’s why the whole team winnin' (Play for keeps, |
yeah) |
My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions (Uh, road, road) |