
Hoodstar Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, I see you laying down, down, down, down
Best out with a drip, now I'm up in my jean I been on shit since I was like ten
Young lil shawty bad but I want her friend A4 on racks, it's not my kin
Laying out bills but you wouldn't know Don't get mad when I crack your hoe
Slide on the beat nigga, I'ma just flow Don't fall with a dick, this hoe gon' blow
Nigga, you get low when I'm aiming these footies Bang out with the opps, nigga, know I'ma pull it
Every clip on the Glock, you'll run but you couldn't Try to spend, block niggas throwing these bullies
I see you soon, I'm dropping my mask See you in traffic, then I'm on your ass
All that dissing end up in the grass Lil' catch your opps, they ain't getting no pass
I'm in your street, nigga, I'm on your road Step into me, nigga, you really bold
Suss is too, make a fuck, nigga, fold Bounce out with a K, fuck, nigga, I got exposed
Just want pay, won't chase no hoe Walk a nigga down, done shit like Bo
Chest nigga down, make a fart to the floor A in the morning, bitch, I'm trying to score
If you hear your face, keep thinking shit sweet Stop capping the hoes, stop speaking on me
That nigga stop lying, he ain't dissing to me Back door in the party for old me
Try to tap a nigga, dumb, he want to eat no Fucked up his face, then we had to go
Stay on point, don't lack it, that's throat Shout out my opps, them niggas be broke
Can't run from the dreaded bitch, cock you down He took the bait, then we blew him down
Switch on the Glock when I'm riding around Get caught by 12, it's a chase through town
Suss is too, hit his ass in the face Blue beam on the Glock, yeah, it's pointing your way
Stop making them diss, nigga, where do you stay? Fuck that Glock, nigga, jump out with K
Fuck everybody, nigga, stay out my way Get caught with your bitch, we blow out your bag
Can't be for nobody, these niggas be gay Hop out of con, I'm running your way
I'll see you soon, I'm coming to get you Purse that shit, lil' nigga, what's the issue
Niggas be soft like built-in tissue You not my hoe, so I will not kiss you