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Run that back, Turbo | I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic | I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Run that back, Turbo I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby Yeah, I'm still going crazy Make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy I'm chasing this paper daily Fuck these niggas who hate me I'm inside the store, keep a bodyguard Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport (Skrrt) Whip like seven more All my kids ain't gon' have chores (Nah) Rolex, no Michael Kors Crib come with a gym And a mini-golf course (Golf course) Hitting it off of the slam And ball in the rim when I score Smoke a lot of grams You would've thought I knew a grower Sip more than an ounce I never imagined what I'd pour Don't know the amount I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby Yeah, I'm still going crazy Make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy I'm chasing this paper daily Fuck these niggas who hate me I'ma give 'em hell (Hell) Show 'em how you all well (Well) Pay my nigga bail (My nigga bail) My new bitch fine as hell (Fine) Cocaine polish on her nails (On God) One of a kind for real (Real) Got her on exotic smell (On exotic smell) Bitch, you up like shell But that AP time gon' tell (On God) Send a bale in the mail (Mail) Damn, we slick and slimey like jail (Slime) We ain't takin' no L (Slatt) Nigga better not cross our trail (Slatt) It get hotter than Hell (Hell) Might die my dreads blonde like Odell (Odell) And take up the sales I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby Yeah, I'm still going crazy Make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy I'm chasing this paper daily Fuck these niggas who hate me
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