Hollywood ft. AandE & Mikey Monkler Lyrics

Bro get that bag, then he go ahead and flip it

We on the path from the rags to the riches

Niggas be mad how we passing these bitches

Copped me a half but I spent a whole ticket

The clique is connected, we move as a unit

I tell my shooter like Nike, "Just do it"

Audi truck come through the hood, how we moving

I'm going Hollywood, my life a movie

Hold up, let me fly for a minute

Niggas been making me mad for a minute

Rapping like Kendrick and tapping some hidden potential

I snap like a menace, they cap like they real and they not

I'm still in your spot, take my hand and I stomp on your grill till you flop

Bitch, I kill with T5 till we chill on G5

Bitch, my villainy conquers the realest of opps

Try and contest, we slide on them like Toosie

See what I'm rocking, not Prada or Gucci

My heart is producing the bars I abuse in the booth

Lose a tooth or two due to a two piece or eight bars

Can't talk about life with no day jobs

Respect the hustle, what I'm made for

Traveling the distance, we done came far

From GTA days, big up Ksaan

Chase guap like the Akons

Post-winter hibernation

God, high creation

Drive every track I sing on

Do my best to hang on

But it's getting heavy when I got all of this bling on me

I love sexy bitches like Akon, G

God just said, "Follow the plan, homie"

Ain't got to slang those keys

No flash, no heat, just to gain your green

Bro get that bag, then he go ahead and flip it

We on the path from the rags to the riches

Niggas be mad how we passing these bitches

Copped me a half but I spent a whole ticket

The clique is connected, we move as a unit

I tell my shooter like Nike, "Just do it"

Audi truck come through the hood, how we moving

I'm going Hollywood, my life a movie

I'm seeing stars, but I'm not in the Wraith

Early morning, I get so high, I'm outer space

Watching my movies, YouTube

Know you wish you could do it like me but you can't even place

Keko know what made me change to a demon

I'm fiending for something to smoke to the face

I want 300 racks every time I'ma walk through

So I make sure they knowing my name

They gone make songs about me, that little viper

Who killing them all, can't leave nothing inside them

Pride is the name of the game and I got a lot of it

So baby, just call me a lion

Power, I'm boosted off X and exotic

I'm leaning, and hoes only hearing the sirens

I wish you knew about Don, I can't even say too much

Only thing is we caught his ass lying

Still want the Rover in red and the Bentley beside it

All black, and I want you inside it

I'm going Hollywood baby, so come along with me or leave

Either way I'm excited

I got the mic in the bag next to bags of the Oxy

I'm rolling, that's keeping me solid

BB&T almost ended the spree

Now it's money aloof, shooting movies, we popping

Bro get that bag, then he go ahead and flip it

We on the path from the rags to the riches

Niggas be mad how we passing these bitches

Copped me a half but I spent a whole ticket

The clique is connected, we move as a unit

I tell my shooter like Nike, "Just do it"

Audi truck come through the hood, how we moving

I'm going Hollywood, my life a movie