ONNA HOOD

[Intro: Doe Boy & Babyface Ray]

How you do them?

Doe Beezy

Nigga, pay me though

Oh, I thought I heard a fake rapper sayin' some

Hood nigga, make the track hawk like a Lamb truck

Gang

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]

Nigga, say he want the smoke until you really bring the drama

I walk in, you see that .40, now I don't mean Balenciaga's

I ain't tryna be your friend, I'm tryna **** your baby mama (Who?)

I rolled in like 50 Bentleys, but I shot like 50 Hondas (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

Used to be the plug 'til I took 'em down

I don't give a ****, I'ma buss if I pull it out (Boom, boom)

Pussy better run, you see us with the hoodies out

Ice was 'posed to make me cooler now, pop a pill, **** it, I'ma Booda now

Nigga play, I let it go, never snitch you better know

Ain't it crazy how my money talk? But it never folds (It crazy)

Sniper peekin' through the scope, **** it, go run through the door

I got all this Gucci, think my closet smokin' Pookie Lo (Oh, really?)

You ain't got your own go, pussy boy, who tool is that?

Ran up in your trap and took your shit and you was cool with that (Pussy)

I really think I'm trippin' still ain't see me at the foo yet (Foo)

Young nigga, I was stealin' all my teachers school desk (Doe Beezy)

My young nigga never lacked the glizzy in his school desk

I be geeked up, but never be a teacher school pet (Woo)

Dior on my body, I put ice all on the crew neck

They said they was ****in' with the gang, shoo, who crew is that?(Oh really?)

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]

Closet like 'em all night (Mm, hmm)

Foreign lock, crawled out (What?)

Chrome Heart, drug appeals (What?)

You ain't even drug, how? (Mm, hmm)

Smoke the Weed, runnin' lights

Screamin', "**** the laws" huh (**** 'em)

Movin' like I'm Tommy Buns, we will take your town down (Yes, sir)

Got it on a beam with me, I ain't never seen niggas

Doctor Pepper, Cream Soda, I just put some lean on it

I don't even know what these is, these Japanese denims

Put 'em on for a test run, I'ma tryna put some G's in it (How much?)

I'ma toxicnese, drugs I'll be mixin' (Drugs I'll be mixin')

**** around, I'ma kill you, say she want a picture (Say she want a picture)

Do her hair, send a track with me, I think she wanna lick me (Come on)

60 racks up, blues on me, long live Nipsey (Long live Nipsey)

Nah, I ain't crippin', nah, I ain't blood

Just a thug nigga, raised with drug dealers

Killers in the club with us, better be cool (Yeah)

Niggas, niggas doin' it for clout, you could make the news (Boy)

I was workin' overtime, I ain't have any room (Huh)

Cop three times, then 'round us, how you make the move? (How you make the move?)

Long live free gang up, let a freak put my chain on

Let the gang run the train up, let a grammy get a bankroll

Flex up on me, face keep goin'

Top drive back, AC on

Throw ten racks, play these songs

Percocet's, ****, we gone (**** me, girl)

Get a check (Yeah), **** these hoes

Goin' for it, four free long (Yeah)

Touchdown dance some, way we gon' stand on it

Pop a rubber bands on it, now I got her friends comin' (Yeah)

On-on a hood, nigga pay me when you land on it

Oh, I thought I heard a fake rapper sayin' some

Hood nigga, make the track hawk like a Lamb truck

Way before Corona, I had the mask on (Nigga)