Drakeo The Ruler - Hood Trophy lyrics
[Drakeo The Ruler - Hood Trophy lyrics]
Gone out my mind again
Bambino out flockin' in the coupe
He like the ISIS head
Mister don't blind me, serve sorry
But I'm kind of slurring, the Ruler
I do this often don't sneak diss me nigga
You'll be married to a coffin
Came from Bally Total Fitness
You would think I went jogging
I'm all about my offer
Man these niggas just jawsing
A bust down
(hood trophies) , say my name (hood trophies)
In the coupe
(hood trophies) , F&N's (hood trophies)
We got Act (hood trophies)
Check my stats (hood trophies)
Mr fuckin' Mosley, that's a fact
Niggas know me a bust down
(hood trophies) , say my name (hood trophies)
In the coupe
(hood trophies) , F&N's (hood trophies)
We got Act (hood trophies)
Check my stats (hood trophies)
Mr fuckin' Mosley, that's a fact
Niggas know me
Yes indeed these niggas know me
Mr fuckin' Mosley
Watch how you approach and we
Ain't finna beef on social
The media won't know if
You gon' breathe again, the demon's head
Walkin' with the Neimans bag
That's where I keep my secrets at
It's hotter than hell's kitchen
Longstocking when I'm whippin'
I got kamikaze visions
On the block where it's relentless
These niggas choosin' when they picking
I refuse to be that nigga
Double cup, sippin' mud
Dodging school and detention
Stinc Team, got my whiskers
In the public I'm a figure
Budweiser, got the brewski
I'ma shoot it 'til it's empty
Broke bitches I won't pity, Bin Laden
I need plenty
They all big banc uchies a nigga gettin'
A bust down
(hood trophies) , say my name (hood trophies)
In the coupe
(hood trophies) , F&N's (hood trophies)
We got Act (hood trophies)
Check my stats (hood trophies)
Mr fuckin' Mosley, that's a fact
Niggas know me a bust down
(hood trophies) , say my name (hood trophies)
In the coupe
(hood trophies) , F&N's (hood trophies)
We got Act (hood trophies)
Check my stats (hood trophies)
Mr fuckin' Mosley, that's a fact
Niggas know me
See it's like, we sippin' mud and
All that this a hood trophy
We got Act and all
That you already know I done did that, I
Done had the coupe, steal your coupes
All that it's
Crazy, hood trophy bust down Rollie
That's for
Sure a hood trophy all that nigga
Ten chains on
Me like my neck hurt like boy I hope
My jewelry is a pound type shit, like
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
F&N's, and Dracos and all that, before
Niggas even knew what Dracos was
Before these niggas was screaming my name in
All they raps and all that but I'm free
Yeah tell these niggas stop sneak
Dissing me we not with
The social media shit, what I say
Is a catalogue of caskets
Pick and choose dead