"Hijo De Negro" lyrics
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Ay and I just got 3 missed calls from my old lil' bitch tryna see my face
I told the bitch don't call 'cause I don't wanna talk and don't wanna touch base, ay
I'm on 635 where the folks get live, tryna chop my blades, ay
I ain't even got no time, been stuck in my grind, I'm doing my thing, ay
'Cause I'm tryna switch my vibe in a 4 wheel drive 'fore I go get paid
I drop two for the one-nine-nine 'fore I roll my dime I'ma need my change, ay
'Cause I need all my bread like the bird, get fly
I need the guap like the water get drowned on a hot summer day
I don't give a fuck what the folk gon' say
I know the hoes and the bitches gon' hate
'Cause most these niggas won't catch no fade
The boys start talking, they stuck in a phase
Tryna pop out I be doing my thing
Ay and we doin' three straight 25 throwin' my face like the last name Hustle
I ain't give a fuck about a bitch, I'm tryna get rich, I'm stuck in my dough
The hoe might get real cute, tryna play like cupid and I can't eat soft
'Cause shawty must've thought I'm stupid but I'm 'bout my bread and I ain't gon' fumble
Come still getting draped up when I'm dripped out, tryna upgrade when I'm gone
I'm finna pop out when I push up, all the fuck shit niggas doing
I'm tryna catch play like I'm big on the field, playing for the Bruins
I'm 'bout to stack bread, tryna count cash, all the blue hundreds that I'm showin'
Ay and I just got 3 missed calls from my old lil' bitch tryna see my face
I told the bitch don't call 'cause I don't wanna talk and don't wanna touch base, ay
I'm on 635 where the folks get live, tryna chop my blades, ay
I ain't even got no time, been stuck in my grind, I'm doing my thing, ay
'Cause I'm tryna switch my vibe in a 4 wheel drive 'fore I go get paid
I drop two for the one-nine-nine 'fore I roll my dime I'ma need my change, ay
Please leave your message for (469) 438-
Ay and I just got 3 missed calls from my old lil' bitch tryna see my face
I told the bitch don't call 'cause I don't wanna talk and don't wanna touch base, ay
I'm on 635 where the folks get live, tryna chop my blades, ay
I ain't even got no time, been stuck in my grind, I'm doing my thing, ay
'Cause I'm tryna switch my vibe in a 4 wheel drive 'fore I go get paid
I drop two for the one-nine-nine 'fore I roll my dime I'ma need my change, ay
'Cause I need all my bread like the bird, get fly
I need the guap like the water get drowned on a hot summer day
I don't give a fuck what the folk gon' say
I know the hoes and the bitches gon' hate
'Cause most these niggas won't catch no fade
The boys start talking, they stuck in a phase
Tryna pop out I be doing my thing
Ay and we doin' three straight 25 throwin' my face like the last name Hustle
I ain't give a fuck about a bitch, I'm tryna get rich, I'm stuck in my dough
The hoe might get real cute, tryna play like cupid and I can't eat soft
'Cause shawty must've thought I'm stupid but I'm 'bout my bread and I ain't gon' fumble
Come still getting draped up when I'm dripped out, tryna upgrade when I'm gone
I'm finna pop out when I push up, all the fuck shit niggas doing
I'm tryna catch play like I'm big on the field, playing for the Bruins
I'm 'bout to stack bread, tryna count cash, all the blue hundreds that I'm showin'
Ay and I just got 3 missed calls from my old lil' bitch tryna see my face
I told the bitch don't call 'cause I don't wanna talk and don't wanna touch base, ay
I'm on 635 where the folks get live, tryna chop my blades, ay
I ain't even got no time, been stuck in my grind, I'm doing my thing, ay
'Cause I'm tryna switch my vibe in a 4 wheel drive 'fore I go get paid
I drop two for the one-nine-nine 'fore I roll my dime I'ma need my change, ay
Writer(s): Sebastian Alfonso Martell, Lucas Scholz
