"HOODED" lyrics
Softwilly, Crispy Concords, Flank & Khantrast Lyrics
Huh
Like word to my dead
They talking to me but where is bread
Where's it at
She ain't scared of the neck
And the head game dumb like I married a sped
Uh huh give me the loot bitch
I got a toolkit aim at your head uh huh
And this bitch try playing me
I had to check her we ain't playing chess huh
Baby ain't no competition
When I say I body em it ain't a threat
Came with my gang and them
They cannot hang with us
Yo yo Flank
Let's put em to bed
Like you better move
V12 and I'm letting it loose
Give a fuck what they say on the news
Could give a fuck if you making a move
Like what you trying to do
I'm overseas off the wocky and shrooms
Couple baddies walked in the room
Drop the addy my niggas gon move
KJ Ray J they get it packed up
In a Benz and I'm counting my racks up
If you forgot the V then we sending it fast
Got two twin ghost cars sound like Caspar
In a club but I keep a pole around me
Swear the ops tryna see what they know about me
Catch a whole lot of shots that you throw around me
We counting the spiral we can't get the hoes off us
Ayo flank chill the fuck out
Now don't make it hot
Nah fuck that aim at his top
Nah aim at his legs now we making em bop
Little bro put a deuce on the wok
I be cooking it up like it's straight from the wok
Hit the plug he gon send me the drop
And he leaving em crispy like he run the block
Smoking on
Smoking on
Smoking on
Smoking on opps
Ain't taking no lemon drops
But these boys getting shot
He tryna make it but everything he do man that shit flopped
If I hit and the pussy wack then that bitch getting blocked
One two three four five six seven
Reach for my chain I'ma send you to heaven
She slurping my shit no 7/11
I'm building it up like I'm Tyler Blevins
Like I'm ninja
I fuck a white bitch out in Virginia
And she ginger
Hold on wait
Top five
You crash the whip you cannot drive
I'm seeing red like a stop sign
She said that she don't fuck with white guys
But for me she make an exception
My diamonds they shining like it's reflection
I'm seeing the money I get an erection
He calling me pussy that gotta be projection
I gotta eat
I gotta go
They up it to me I don't like talking bro
Look me and Crispy finna two man a mission
And we probably ghost
Fa fa fa fa at your top
Leave your coffin afloat
In the spot and we doing the most
Them white boys shocked like whoa whoa whoa
I think I may be a narcissist
Don't care about none of these women
She not gon fuck with you
But on the first link I'm hittin
Me Khan and Flank at the top
And that is a given
Me Khan and Flank at the top
And that is a given
Like word to my dead
They talking to me but where is bread
Where's it at
She ain't scared of the neck
And the head game dumb like I married a sped
Uh huh give me the loot bitch
I got a toolkit aim at your head uh huh
And this bitch try playing me
I had to check her we ain't playing chess huh
Baby ain't no competition
When I say I body em it ain't a threat
Came with my gang and them
They cannot hang with us
Yo yo Flank
Let's put em to bed
Like you better move
V12 and I'm letting it loose
Give a fuck what they say on the news
Could give a fuck if you making a move
Like what you trying to do
I'm overseas off the wocky and shrooms
Couple baddies walked in the room
Drop the addy my niggas gon move
KJ Ray J they get it packed up
In a Benz and I'm counting my racks up
If you forgot the V then we sending it fast
Got two twin ghost cars sound like Caspar
In a club but I keep a pole around me
Swear the ops tryna see what they know about me
Catch a whole lot of shots that you throw around me
We counting the spiral we can't get the hoes off us
Ayo flank chill the fuck out
Now don't make it hot
Nah fuck that aim at his top
Nah aim at his legs now we making em bop
Little bro put a deuce on the wok
I be cooking it up like it's straight from the wok
Hit the plug he gon send me the drop
And he leaving em crispy like he run the block
Smoking on
Smoking on
Smoking on
Smoking on opps
Ain't taking no lemon drops
But these boys getting shot
He tryna make it but everything he do man that shit flopped
If I hit and the pussy wack then that bitch getting blocked
One two three four five six seven
Reach for my chain I'ma send you to heaven
She slurping my shit no 7/11
I'm building it up like I'm Tyler Blevins
Like I'm ninja
I fuck a white bitch out in Virginia
And she ginger
Hold on wait
Top five
You crash the whip you cannot drive
I'm seeing red like a stop sign
She said that she don't fuck with white guys
But for me she make an exception
My diamonds they shining like it's reflection
I'm seeing the money I get an erection
He calling me pussy that gotta be projection
I gotta eat
I gotta go
They up it to me I don't like talking bro
Look me and Crispy finna two man a mission
And we probably ghost
Fa fa fa fa at your top
Leave your coffin afloat
In the spot and we doing the most
Them white boys shocked like whoa whoa whoa
I think I may be a narcissist
Don't care about none of these women
She not gon fuck with you
But on the first link I'm hittin
Me Khan and Flank at the top
And that is a given
Me Khan and Flank at the top
And that is a given
