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Artist: Gunna
Canonical path: /gunna/out-the-hood
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Out The Hood
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Out The Hood
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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
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 a shining star, keep a bodyguard
Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores
Rolex, no Michael Kors
Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course (golf course)
Hittin' 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)
Shamu, you a whale (whale)
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 dye 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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