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hop innat mf! - slimexeno lyrics

[intro]
hop in that mfkn (sh*t)
hop in that mfkn (god d*mn)
hop in that mfkn (god d*mn)
hop in that mfkn

[chorus]
hop in that mfkn track
drop a perc in my mfkn act (god d*mn)
shippin p know we selling the pack
like f*ck it we catching a hat
like f*ck it i got in my bag
like f*ck it go pop me a tab
we count hunnids so can’t never lack
f*ck that boy know we sendin em back
mhm
mhm (mhm)
f*ck that boy know we sendin em back
[verse]
hop innat mf track doin laps
i ain’t broke i just made me a rack (i jus made me rack)
half of these n*ggas they say they bout cheese
but they cap, them n*ggas they really be rats
yeah i be wit shooters that clutchin dat pipe
and dat bih goin flrrrrrt when they pressing dat b*tton(flrrt flrrt flrrt)
i had to change my whole outlook on lifе and now i can jus see what dis sh*t is becoming
gotta know what you dealing wit, can’t make assumptions
lеt them snakes in yo circle they just gon corrupt it
yeah dis sh*t realer den real, gotta know what it is
connecting dem dots like conjuctions
know i be sticked up, up in the function
not writing sh*t yeah im jus finna punch in
nowadays u can’t even take n*ggas words cause half of these n*ggas they just be on f*ck shiiii
(half of these n*ggas they just be on f*ck shiiii)

[verse 2]
that b*tch know i add up the racks no subtracting
crop his ass out of the pic like a fraction
got n*ggas they movin that pack through the back end
bro in the back tellin n*ggas to tap in
heard that b*tch trynna talk bout that money
got yo b*tch hop on d*ck like a bunny
all this wock know its hurting my stummy
laid up in the back with the money
laid up in the back wit a hunnid
remember riding round town in a bucket
know im laid in the back couting money
know im way in the back couting money
n*ggas broke and they really be funny
count a honeybun got a luh onion
off the map and come back now they jealous
[verse 3]
yeah they jealous, im hanging with felons
im all bout my bread you playing bout that shi
jus like a pregame we gon stretch em
dis choppa gon chew you like gum
or these lil bitty b*tches i swear they be extra
i got the 50 cal. right on the….holdon, you get the message
when that choppa hit, it might change yo complexion
can’t f*ck wit these b*tches its not real affection
i swear that most of these n*ggas be cap
when it come to me keep it a hunnid i keep it a band
ian asking no questions, i jus be chasing the racks
when it comes to the money sometimes it feel like an obsession
good wit the people i got around me
i thank god everyday cause its really a blessing

[bridge]
(really a blessing)
(like who is you testing)

[chorus 2]
hop in that mfkn track
drop a perc in my mfkn act
me and xeno we makin them back to back hits and we really gon run up the stats
we drilling that boy cause i hang with the slatts
no i dont even write this sh*t come off the hat
know that boy mad cause we jugged all his pack
pull up they know the fye go (flrrrrtt) blatt
and know we got h*lla the racks and h*lla the bags lil n*gga dont get sent back
lil n*gga dont get sent back
play wit my lil n*gga get wacked

[outro]
play wit my lil n*gga get wacked
play wit my lil n*gga get wacked
play wit my lil n*gga get wacked
play wit my lil n*gga get wacked

- slimexeno lyrics

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