Hideaway lyrics
by Eli Sostre
[Pre-Chorus]
I f*ck with you real, still give a f*ck 'bout a deal
Two years ago I was starving‚ now we gon' touch us a mil'
b*tch be the Luger‚ my steady‚ please get the f*ck out my face
I'm smokin' on somethin' that stank, I'm countin' my blessings today
[Chorus]
b*tch, you could die today‚ so is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot, call it my hideaway
b*tch, I might hide away‚ I put my spot away
I put a stash away, I put the Glock away
[Verse]
Money and manners, move to Atlanta
Yeah, she too fancy, she used to be dancin'
How'd you get money? I shouldn't have asked
You got a ass, lemme see it from the back
[Pre-Chorus]
I f*ck with you real, still give a f*ck 'bout a deal
Two years ago I was starving, now we gon' touch us a mil'
b*tch be the Luger, my steady, please get the f*ck out my face
I'm smokin' up something that stank, I'm countin' my blessings today
[Chorus]
b*tch, you could die today, so is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot, call it my hideaway
b*tch, I might hide away, I put my spot away
I put a stash away, I put the Glock away
b*tch, you could die today, so is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot, call it my hideaway
b*tch, I might hide away, I put my spot away
I put a stash away, I put the Glock away