HOP OUT ft. Dj Kiss & Spank Nitty James Lyrics

You're killing me, Richie

All my niggas really with the hop out

We complete the mission, we don't cop out

And if we talk a slip, we bring the mop out

Cause we don't clap, but the money's on the timeout

And I was raised from the bottom, now I'm up now

Now my chain in my ring, now it's bust out

Switchin' lanes and I thang, pullin' stunts now

Your last nigga was a lame, you with us now

Your last nigga was a lame, yeah, that's his fault

We be gettin' to this money, need a big vault

With back-to-back foreigns, got him pissed off

I hate it, boozy bitch, they get my dicks off

Fuck it, hit the block and get these nicks off

And leave that bitch puzzled like a jigsaw

I show you how to get it bad, come and get taught

He ain't tryna get no chips, so that's his loss

I pull up on bass, boy, just to bless the bottles

I'm ridin' with demons and got a couple models

On my neck, I got trophies that make him wanna swallow

And I just met these bad bitches, gon' fly to Cabo

But that ain't nothin' new, y'all already knew that

I got niggas tryna fight me before they move back

And they do that, and they do that

If you niggas wanna shoot, then we shoot back

All my niggas really with the hop out

We complete the mission, we don't cop out

And if we talk a slip, we bring the mop out

Cause we don't play, but the money's on the time out

And I was raised from the bottom, now I'm up now

Now my chain in my ring, now it's bust out

Switchin' lanes and that thang feelin' stunts now

Your last nigga was a lame, you with us now

Ayy, these niggas know that I'm gangsta, I pull skits

She ain't fuckin', she get Wendy's, not Roof Chris

Ayy, I fuck around and kick her out before she fag on me

Them niggas know I don't play money, I keep a bag on me

Ayy, catch a opp hoodie up and hop out

The police know we stitch-lipped, we don't cop out

Ayy, she gave hair to the team, she topped out

They inside when the smoke gon' pop out

Ayy, I'm with YOLO, countin' bands, we havin' motion

I'm in the foreign, drag races like it's stolen

Ayy, my bitch badder, pussy wetter than the ocean

I sip, walk, I pull up like a potion

Ayy, we hit blocks, go ask the ops, we hopped out

Ayy, we head first in the field, no time out

Ayy, them niggas scary, tug chains, well, mine's out

Ayy, these bitches know I'm really lit like fuck clout

All my niggas really with the hop out

We complete the mission, we don't cop out

And if we talk a slipper, bring the mop out

Cause we don't play about the money, so no time out

And I was raised from the bottom, now I'm up now

Now my chain in my ring, now it's bust out

Switchin' lanes in that thang, feelin' stunts now

The last nigga was a lame, you with us now

The last nigga was a lame, you with James now

Metal in downtown, bustin' chains now

Took some pounds down south on the Greyhound

Last week, I maxed out on the PayPal

I'm in the trenches, I bounce out with my chains out

Bread and chicken, like a nigga took the canes out

Baby cakes and flames out, blow his brains out

I took a nigga main, now we at the Steakhouse

He ain't posed for this pic, pull him franks out

In the hole, ain't no blick, put him shanks out

The promoter bought Spank out, he bought them skanks out

We tryna have a drink out, I got a eight ounce

I'm tryna put some paint down, I brought my pape out

Bent over, shaved down, I'm bout to bang out

If a nigga chase clout, can't let him hang out

Erased the blouse and gave milk, she at the lake house

All my niggas really with the hop out

We complete the mission, we don't cop out

And if he talk a slipper, bring the mop out

Cause we don't play about the money, so no time out

And I was raised from the bottom, now I'm up now

Now my chain and my ring, now it's bust out

Switchin' lanes in that thing, feelin' stunts now

Your last nigga was a lame, you with us now