trippie redd - hood famous* lyrics
lyrics from snippet
[intro]
(goontex)
[verse]
big crib, got acres (yeah)
rollin’ ’round with some flavors (yeah)
tryna blow a n+gga, no cicada (yeah)
everyday, we gon’ get to that d+mn guap, thumbin’ through the paper (yeah)
heat beam, darth vader, yeah, i ain’t stuntin’, no hater (bow)
and i’m posted up on that block still (bah), ain’t worried what an opp feel
and i ain’t playin’ sh+t, keep a mop still
and my big brothers ready to pop still
everything movin’ slow+mo’, pour that four up in a pop still (ah)
in this b+tch like a robo’, if i fall in, i don’t got gills
boolin’ up in this b+tch, too turnt, n+gga, i ain’t got no chill
n+ggas got a lot to d+mn say, but they ain’t got no d+mn mil’s
i been eatin’ good every day, lil’ n+gga, i ain’t missin’ no meals
different b+tches goin’ in and out the d+mn house, wonder how the dope feel
hood famous, spent a lot of money, but junkies have the dope still
hood famous, money callin’, [?] sittin’ 24 still
must stay in your lane or your ass gon’ end up being roadk!ll…
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