HopelessDude Lyrics

You was prolly right when you said I was lame and was wack

But never been one that'll change in a snap

New check gotta leave that old pain in the past

When I step I ain't got nothing to claim I just clap

Dripping hell hot got it steaming up

Them boys fell off now they teaming up

If there's trash up on the block than we clean it up

If I get rich it ain't just me it's us

My goonie doing time time, beasting up

If you don't see me to the neck I'm prolly deep as fuck

I bring that weekend fun, make that beezy cum

Speak bad all you want we trigger squeezing thugs

This no church no preach talk

Stare and step on em fuck a cheap shot

We are put put your boy to sleep squad

One up one down bussing down bitch sea salt

Juvenile been giving out gbi's

In your red zone running over on your defense side

Hit stick your hitter up like it's sleeping time

Patrolling in they hood like this street is mine

No opps just bops hitting me up ain't gotta spit game

Chole boy loui v sixth gang

When we party bitch we party like we rick james

I'm bobby shmurda in my hood my goons nick named

Me that

They scared to hop out where we hanging at

Boned her off the henny and she came all fast

Had her on the mic yeah she sang on that

I'm just another hopeless dude

I like my female hella bold and rude

She be sending on the phone them nudes

Holy water wet she got that holy cooch

Do what we do never trying hard

I once broke your little hyna's heart

All about bizz and we minding ours

She be making moves and likes to play with my private part

Fading suckahs up taping blocks with the clippers

We be throwing strikes whole line up full of pitchers

She got cream I got the whipper, she like the leg twitcher

She wanna stick with me but I told her I ain't a sticker

You was prolly right when you said I was lame and was wack

But never been one that'll change in a snap

New check gotta leave that old pain in the past

When I step I ain't got nothing to claim I just clap

Dripping hell hot got it steaming up

Them boys fell off now they teaming up

If there's trash up on the block than we clean it up

If I get rich it ain't just me it's us

My goonie doing time time, beasting up

If you don't see me to the neck I'm prolly deep as fuck

I bring that weekend fun, make that beezy cum

Speak bad all you want we trigger squeezing thugs