HOVA. Lyrics

Money cash hos fuck cash money and bitches

Swear y'all all cis all I'm seeing is rap bitches

Niggas homophobic but sucking dick for dey deals

Mama swear my tears still dry don't ask how I feel

Wait for my end watch me crash imma brass cymbal

Said that ATL's dead till they flashed me the bat signal

2017 Sammy OD'd on tangy needles sold the same shit in 2018 killin' my spirit

Trying to cop da coupe wit da golden teeth and a neon roof

A higher grey goose wit some trim on belt loops

Wit da same yellow suit might just tailor it Bruce Lee

When I was 22 all I wanted to do was skate

I said fuck rap cause you pussy niggas is fake

Forever localized swear to god it be a damn shame

How you bitches opportunities come from shit on my name

Money cash uncle's still in a bend for some juana

But they'll let that cracker free who had shot up a super market

I been bettering my yoga my blick is still in my cargo

I feel like pusha t beefin' witchu confused soft niggas

Tellin' me my demons but in the race you a lost nigga

Ever since a jit losing hair for a loss cause nigga

Niggas hate you

Whitey hate you

Red blue and green hate you

Hard being a brotha every rainbow finding ways to grade you

Same niggas biting yo style is hatin inside

I see how much these bitch niggas view me within my insights

Twenty nineteen I had fell in love wit a gypsy

Did it work out I ain't certain I had sum toxic endeavors

Put more thyme into these herbs so the garden grows for coalition

Wonder if I have da crown if she'll budge to push out my babies

Hope she hear this verse and have second thoughts on how she had felt

I got green thumb shawty I'll resurrect dead daisies

My magnolias still blooming these bees fly in da booth

Money cash hos need one Bonnie and I'll be Clyde

These rappers love groupies I'm way too different

I'm modest honest if she don't come back homey I just have to accept it

But I'm praying to Jehovah and Shiva ecetera

I don't believe in replicas when the realest stands right before me

Fuck trump

Fuck Joe Biden

And fuck Terry Crews

Fuck every Kardashian

Fuck Pete Davidson off the fuckin strength

Fuck a mass shooter

Fuck Bill Gates

And Al Sharpton

Comin from the alley where niggas missed wit no milk cartons

Fuck you fuck you too

I'm not yo favorite rappers favorite rappers turn street actor

That nigga went to college

Find it all ironic how motherfuckers is gangsta

Once they buy themselves a baby ass nine from the flea market

Money cash hos fuck cash money and bitches

Swear y'all all cis all I'm seeing is rap bitches

Niggas homophobic but sucking dick for dey deals

Mama swear my tears still dry don't ask how I feel

Wait for my end watch me crash imma brass cymbal

Said that ATL's dead till they flashed me the bat signal

2017 Sammy OD'd on tangy needles sold the same shit in 2018 killin' my spirit

Trying to cop da coupe with da golden teeth and a neon roof

Grey goose with some trim on the belt loops

Wit some yellow suit might just tailor it Bruce Lee

With no loose leaf

Tear em like loose length