what hook? (Explicit) - bbno$/Trippy tha Kid/Howl

Cut cut cut

Yes sir

Yes sir

You will be lait of you know

Is busy

If I am there

This a no money

That said you look

I have I have I have

Sippin' black s**t till I'm ratchet

Feel electric now I patch it

Got some granite now I crack it

Imma piggy bank clank clank

Hit my diamonds these girls wanna dance

Spot the chance got no pants

Where my dickhead and my pants ay

Cash out with a check got a nice girl that's a check

Cop some Nike cop a check

Ball too hard now in some debt

Got some nerf now you fret

Cough a lung I need some tacs

Skrr skrr skkr now I jet

F**k them xans I ain't no b***h yuh

Finna pay attention I'm your teacher in detention ay

Only do this rap s**t till I can cop myself pension ay

Why you flexing so hard boy

I think you got some tension ay

Play this game so well

I got you warming up the benches ay

Cat bat heavy net plastic bag until I'm dead

Tag what you said frat yo gang 'bout to end up dead

Med school pass school f**k that s**t I'm kinda cool

What I do fine it's true boy you think

I got time for you nah

Too too

Wow nah

Cut cut hey boy hey boy

It see this

To to

Throwing up the peace sign find me on the East side

We don't need no freak

No need no peace no pistol weak guy

B***h I'm on my heat my brand

New fleek gon' get you ordered on

I'm in the mood like ya'll you gotta do right

Boy get it right like all the time

I'm in the booth night time and

I'm zooming gooning ballooning under mine

B***h don't get in my way don't get in

My heart don't get in my vibe alright

I just wanna do me you gotta

Do you don't wanna lose all the vibes

F**kin' around you buddy buddy get

It dummy funny but we all the rhyme

This the key that gon' run

It don't f**k around with our money

This is the mood

We on the moon we boutta dip on the public

You better be wishin' you us don't wanna be freaky with us

You tryna be dissin'

On us you boutta get kicked in yo guts

The the the

This the only way to get across I swear to god

I'm passing blue team after blue team got

My mission in the trunk

I gotta walk around

My city with my shirt up like a scarf

Be'cause they see me and

They beat tryna kill me for the 'cause 'cause 'cause 'cause

I thought I thought

I thought

Yeah yeah yeah

Thank thank thank thank

Thank those bands or the man or catch those hands

Imma smack 'em with the handle

On my grip you want my s**t

Well b***h I'm mad as loud as a vandal

I'm so bad boy ran with the scandal

So much cash yeah howl got his hands full

Blow up quick blow up sets

Yeah I'm so lit like baby with a candle yeah

I don't really think about it I just make my moves

I've been grinding quick I'm sick

I'm with it hit it with my crew

Had the lit it hidden hit some city winning watchin' you

Tryna copy me I stop and

See you'll never cop my views nah

How you be with me and dip on the cruise

But bet that you'll hit me to get ya produce

Caught up to buisness to see how I move

But all of ya tracks got me hitting the snooze ay

Cooking up flavors all day

I see you craving and banging your plate

Savor the taste of the bangers I've made

I'm a major in flame gotta wave it away

Fan on my city I be whippin' through the limit

Drop a can down my leg will like

It's grippin' boy I'm swimmin'

All the land is my mission boy

I'm zippin' through and tripping

With the sauce that I be givin' finna floss

I'm finger lickin' yuh