Hussle, Pt. 2 ft. Ethan Hill Lyrics

Bagging O'z in the flat kept Hula Hoops in the pack

We circled the block we running laps

Marathon in this bitch we running track

Meanwhile you and your batch hussle qway in the back

Shuffle notes we pile 'em into a stack

Fell back took a break sometime you gotta relax

Yet and still I relapse

05' santanna we back like cooked crack

Talking trap your raps are full of cap

You the type get stuck with a pack try run it back

I make one call and a brick fall in my lap

Tour the map hit bitches you double tap

Morocco Bermuda Barcelona and back

Well travelled just leave it at that

If you think you anything like me you must be tapped

The vacuum packs and the tickets wraps

Calls from the plug told him bring me that

Transporting shit in a mini cab

Tryna switch lanes still fucking with my philly cats

You too busy tryna piggy back

We avoid swine still adding to the piggy bank

Your whole style needs a revamp

In the closet mad long you niggas been camp

Pop a wheelie hit the speed ramp

Got it from the mud selling bud by the street lamps

This the lords will you niggas musta been clamped

Put the work in CV stamped

Pounds of the loud feeling proud whole team amped

Food on the plate so we gave thanks

Grace of God dealt me a great hand