H.O.F World ft. Diego Santana Lyrics

Bitch I ain't rich I'm still recording in a basement

But if they throw a deal for them M's imma take it

Free my niggah flame he coming home

I'm glad he made it thats my brother that's my dog

We got a bond you can't break it

Bitch that ain't no zaza's in that wood if you can't smell it

Y'all some hoes y'all ain't on shit

But y'all all shooters let y'all tell it

Bitch you claim that pussy good

If it's so good then bitch go sell it

She bust dates all outta state

She throw a stamp on it and mail it

I don't rock Gucci but guwop I get a lot of that

Give a fuck if she a instagram Model I don't follow back

The henny rose mimosa if it's trending

They gone follow that

Bitch fuck a bottle

Take shots of this dick

Go ahead and swallow that

Can't take a breath

Four nick hit yo chest

I bet it make a mess

Bitch take a left

Cause you can't step this way if you ain't HOF

Boy you must be stupid

Bitch you ain't gone do shit

Do construction with this tool kit

Fuck around and get yo roof hit

He was lacking

And he did I what the oops did Usually

What you say you gone do to me

You said you was gone shoot at me

Bitch what you on even while in the store

This bitch be glued to me

Ramen his top and leave him in that isle

Where them noodles be

Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on

Shut the fuck up

It's extensions in these poles

Them bitches swinging like some nunchucks

If I blow and knock him down

I bet yo bro won't get the fuck up

If it's up well then it's stuck

I send him up up up up

To the sky niggah

That's what you get for picking Sides niggah

On god niggah

Matter of fact I'll send you to meet god niggah

I ain't never been no bitch niggah

No hoe niggah no slime niggah

I ain't never ever been robbed

Never let a niggah ever take mine niggah on god

Bitch

Niggahs better start putting respect on my name niggah

I ain't finna let up

No I don't do this usually

But I like what she do to me

She say she feel safe that's where them glocks XDs and Rugers be

On gang

Aye tay couldn't thought I wasn't Gone talk my shit

Masked up

When we stepped on dog we looked him in his eyes

He can't huff and puff he bet not cuss

We sat him next to god

Ask him about my money yesterday

He told a pare of lies

Paint the store he hang at with his brains

Shit gone get vandalized

Niggah touch my Dj we gone turn him to a chandelier

Had it twisted now his soul spinning all up in the air

Pull up on some demons fighting Demons

I feel safest here

Better be some bitches trinna fuck me

I get chased in here

Solid niggah stood on all ten when they was switching up

I fucked that lil bitch all in this burban

You need that Bentley truck

They wasn't looking forward to me winning

but couldn't pass me up

Somebody out here broke as a joke

Bitch they don't laugh at us

Posterize something in this bitch

This ain't no madden cover

Know some niggahs got more confessions

Off of they mind then usher

Heard they left him stiff as a vegetable

Trying to find his brother

That boy ain't get a word out his mouth

When that 45 stuttered

Cut that EST on I be fucking hoes that like it rough

Baby girl you know how you played it

How imma wife you up

Niggah pop a perc before drills

It hype his psychi up

We do it because it's kill or be killed

It's still more life for us

I can't even explain to my bitch about why I can trust again

That's something I could have lost my life over

How imma just forgive

Niggah if it's fuck me then

You gotta know it's fuck you then

She told you it was over

How do I tell you we fucked again

Imma keep fuckin yo bitch niggah