Hop out Lyrics

Grrah, Grrah, Grrah, Grrah Gragh Grahh

We come with the, we come with the, uh, uh

Hop out the, hop out the car

Hop out the car and I made niggas run

Real life shit and I do it for fun

Tech on my bod and I come with the gun

Pack me up and I roll me a blunt

32K bro did them dirty

Lean in my cup, I don't feel sturdy

Bloody on guard, he move real sturdy

Step on my block, I feel real nice

Can't wait till I get some ice

Stick on my waist, I'm gripping it right

Disrespect me, we come take your life

Big 17, like I'm Duvy

Light camera action we making a movie

Crime for gain call up Big Boozy

Extended clip, he come with the Uzi

Real bad bitch, she a little bit bougie

Bro went on a lick, and got a new Olie

All black, fit no roly-poly

Flick a new switch, he start smelling moldy

You don't mean that like why'd u stutter

Soft lil nigga, just call him butter

Fly your brains then dash, you in a gutter

Slice your mans up with a dirty old cutter

That boy's a bitch, he's nothing but a runner

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