Come to da hood Lyrics

Damn, BT

They like the young niggas with the drip

With a bddrr ba on they hip

Pull up with a ten hoppin out of my whip

Feet all white like milk

True to myself i don't step with no grip

Bitch, givin' too much lip

Every time you walk, nigga, why do you trip

Nigga, do you know what I sip

She say dat I'm rude, can't help it

I ball like I play for the Celsius

I like my hoes smart with a brown complexion

Make sure the bun real messy

I was 13, used to stay on the scene

And Jahleel show me love when I come to the hood

Ticket was 50, she only had 40

I fuck with her son, so I told her she good

I'ma get drunk, I like being fuckd up

I pour me a cup, before I roll me a wood

She wanna leave, cause she think I'm a cheat

And that's usually me, so I understood

Toonk you to greatest, and toonk you a hater

It's gettin' redundant I heard it befo I heard it

Spent me 400 on hoodies and clothes

You can smell my cologne before I walk through the door

Pulled out 300, she say I got money

That shit givin' bummy, I knew she was poor

I'm at my highest, my phone gon' explode

They ain't hit me, or check on me when I was low

Fuck all the fame, I be runnin' the game

Wear a bracelet, & chain just to walk in the store

They like the young niggas with a drip, with a drip

Wit a bddrr ba on they hip pull up with a 10, hopping out of my whip

Feet all white like milk

True to myself, I don't step with no grip

Bitch Giving too much lip

Every time you walk, nigga, why do you trip

Nigga, do you know what I see

We different Fahrenheit, this shit not Fair in height

Bitch, you a parasite, I live in paradise

She throw it back, I'ma catch it like jerry rice

Bitches & liquor, we do that shit every night

I spent a grip so we practically married, right

Boy, when I talk, that sh* deeper than barry white

Look at my closet like what I'ma wear tonight

Ain't get your name, but you said it was Sarah, right

They like the young niggas with a drip

With a drip

With a bddrr ba on they hip pull up, with a ten, hop out of my whip

Feet all white like milk

True to myself, I don't step with no grip

Bih giving too much lip

Every time you walk, nigga, why do you trip

Nigga, do you know what I see

She said that I'm rude, can't help it

I ball like I play for the Celtics

I like my hoes smart with a brown complexion

Mix it up, bond real messed

I was 13, used to stay on the scene in Jahleel

Me love when I come to the hood

Ticket was 50, she only had 40

Fuck with her son, so I tell her she good