HOOD HOPPER lyrics

[Intro: Poundside Pop & Skrilla]
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(Dollaz cooked this sh*t up)
Big 5
Yeah, it's me

[Verse: Skrilla, Poundside Pop & LilBuckss]
b*tch, I’m with Big Zoo, we're the campers, CCK, 0-4
I crack the four, I tilt my bucket hat, I damn near hit the floater
Gucci bucket hat, nice to meet you
Mix Amiri with the Marnie, I might pull up with no see-through
I don't need no tent, uh
I don’t need no tent
Dissin' on them Zs, that sh*t can get you bent
I spent thirty thousand on my wrist, that's money well spent
I can f*ck your b*tch right now and I can pay her rent
When I'm in the field, I keep a stick and I don't play no cricket
Bruh say Adam Sandler with the switch, uh, he just click it
Black 19 stick out my pants, look like I got a stiffy
Jump out the V and spank a man while I bring no pamper with me
I done f*ck a dog, you bark a DT, pull out, turn a kitty
Bulletproof on a Suburban, whеn I'm urban, I'm in the bity (Yeah, I'm local)
Diss this one opp whеn he die, I’ma smoke his f*ckin’ soul
And I'm young, havin’ my run, n*gga, you gotta kill me when I'm old
My lil' brother with my heart broke in pieces when he told
n*ggas stole a SRT, oh, he don't want the code
How I had to put my dog down, Mike V
n*ggas slid and hit his man, he did it on some hype sh*t
Seen a snake turn to a rat, and seen a rat turn to a snake
He was dissin’ on a guy, so when we see him, he gettin' chased
If we see a opper, we gon' let it rain on him
Jump up out that V, I shoot him with my chain on him
You don't want this, that Z, lil' n*gga, you gon' see why
Lil' bros keep catchin' Bs like he from the B hive
I can't f*ck with rappers, they be givin' tips like T.I
I told Buckets, get the drop on the big oppa
b*tch I'm with Skrilla, he the hood hopper
We gon' sell you more J's than a Foot Locker
Brodie stepped so much, he need to see the foot doctor
I done serve your mommy, serve your auntie, they some good shoppers (Go, go)
Put them switches on a plane, man, I hope they land
Switchy, switchy, it go both ways, that ginger wine and man
My lil' broski get in the zoo, blow sh*t like Pakistan
Me and Skrilla in the stu, we bout to crack a Xan
Buckets, aye let's back to us, a rapper, sh*t, let's make a plan
Fire, hold on, back there, pick me, Skrilla, let me get to Skrilla
And Skrilla, eyes always open, tryna pop a jigga
And how you hangin' with all them n*ggas, I'm tryna kill them n*ggas
Ayy, pop why, O.T., hit me up, say I gotta pick a side
Well, they ain't know I'm zombie, man, b*tch I'm the zombie guy
Broski said, once he catch Buckets, kick the bucket over
I ain't even gon' let it happen, my head on my shoulder
Big 5, I got the blueprint, yeah, they think I'm over
Told her, broski stopped the violence, yeah, that sh*t be over
You just gotta move in silence, head on your shoulder
We them n*ggas in the city, cause we want them over
Me and broski pour the Wock, we on the rollercoaster
ARP in the black truck ridin' with the chauffeur
sh*t, I might just slime my slatt, he disrespect my comments
Wait so fast, you hit the gas, you might not never find us
Go, I wait for green lights
Brodie turnin' boards to catch Buck, tryn' recruit me on the team, ight (Go)
[Outro: Poundside Pop & Skrilla]
Big 5
Go, it's a green light, go