[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
It's Hood, n***a [?], know what the f** goin' on, n***a
True story, no lie, three times
Let's go
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Don't call my phone unless you talkin' money
My designer shoes in my closet a hunned
Send that b**h MIA, she come back with a tan
That ain't my b**h, I leave her to the other man
Whip it up, they can't believe it's not bu*ter
Put the four in the twenty, we call it that muddy
We shoot with the chopper, make them do the running man
These b**hes [?] and fame, I want money man
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
This stick on my hip new Benjamin bankroll like a crook
Iced out I need a [?]
Stuck in the slave days, stay with the chains and the whip
Am I racist because I like all white bricks?
It's a chicken race, we see the police and we [?] arrest
We do not do [?] I got M16's
Ain't talkin' about [?] my dope bell ringin' my trap, B
Forty gram blunt like the seasons, at the four seasons
f**ed every b**h since I f** 'em and leave 'em
[?] is a b**h, I might just stop [?]
On Allah, I got more haters than Jesus
Leave the puzzle, you ain't got all the pieces
So much money, take care of auntie and nieces
I f** like the Energizer, just like Easter
I be on the best [?] the good reefer
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Don't call my phone unless you talkin' money
My designer shoes in my closet a hunned
Send that b**h MIA, she come back with a tan
That ain't my b**h, I leave her to the other man
Whip it up, they can't believe it's not bu*ter
Put the four in the twenty, we call it that muddy
We shoot with the chopper, make them do the running man
These b**hes [?] and fame, I want money man
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
b**h, G Herbo, I remember havin' coke and dope
[?] was in the kitchen mixin' coke and dope
I was re-writin' rhymes in my rap book
f** around and now I get a book of coke a show
I got fans out of Indiana, [?]
Fake tees comin' straight from out of Tokyo
Lost a few G's soon as I walked in the door
Cost me two G's next time I leave [?]
What it's worth I spent a bag on my G [?]
Still know how to swag in the penny loafs
Gucci, Louis, that's my swag on the really though
Saint Laurents don't gotta sag 'cause they fitted, bro
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Don't call my phone unless you talkin' money
My designer shoes in my closet a hunned
Send that b**h MIA, she come back with a tan
That ain't my b**h, I leave her to the other man
Whip it up, they can't believe it's not bu*ter
Put the four in the twenty, we call it that muddy
We shoot with the chopper, make them do the running man
These b**hes [?] and fame, I want money man
[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
b**h I'll blow out your brains
Y'all n***as ain't gang gang
Spent a whole thing on my chain
Used to cookin' bag of 'caine
I'm on the west, free [?], that's my blooda, b**h
I'm on the east, posted in Brooklyn, free them Shmurdas, b**h
I'm in Houston with J Prince, shout out Mob
You gon' hear 'bout a n***a gettin' k**ed if I ever get robbed
b**h, I ain't tryna talk if you ain't tryna slob
Platinum sellin' artist, but I'll put you on the news, n***a, thats on God
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Don't call my phone unless you talkin' money
My designer shoes in my closet a hunned
Send that b**h MIA, she come back with a tan
That ain't my b**h, I leave her to the other man
Whip it up, they can't believe it's not bu*ter
Put the four in the twenty, we call it that muddy
We shoot with the chopper, make them do the running man
These b**hes [?] and fame, I want money man