Hopped Out the Bed lyrics

by

1100 Himself



Hopped out the bed, then I picked my shag out and started brushing my head
I got a call from my n*gga Mimi on the [?]
He got a play for something close to a hundred bands
He had this look up in his face, but I ain't understand
But now I think I get it
He tried to send 1100 on a false mission
Damn, that n*gga know he wrong
When I got up in that b*tch wasn't nobody home
Huh. it's finna get tricky
He said they got a hundred ball
I found 250
They pulling in the driveway, somebody trying to blitz me
He popped dough and all I seen was Yeezy 450s
So I got up out the window and I hid quickly
I pulled up my [], then I grabbed Blicky
I feel like Wayne
I left the drakе and I had to grab Nicky
I heard this n*gga keys jingling and now he in hеre with me
n*ggas trying to get me killed and that sh*t really change me[?]
So n*ggas got to set me up cause they can't f*ck with me
Remember that look in Johnny eyes, ooh that sh*t stuck with me
I always call that n*gga Mitch and that n*gga stuck with me
I ain't even telling him about the lick
I said, come f*ck with me
Lie like me and my b*tch into it and it got ugly
And if I ain't back outside in five and then you come for me
So whole the time, me and the whip be waiting comfortably
And I've been in here for a while, the third or fourth minute
You know damn well this ain't leven first mission
I'm still clutching on my biscuit like Church's chicken
And then I heard some more steps
I'm like perfect, Mitchell
Then Mitch hit him with some sh*t
That really hurt that n*gga
And then we ran back to the load and then we skirt skirted
My n*gga tried to set me up so I'm not f*cking finished
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