Lil Gotit - Hood Talk lyrics

Uh
Know what I'm sayin', I go by Hood Baby
Nigga
Livin' that motherfuckin' slatt life
Livin' like Hood Baby
Snake life,  don't get bit, nigga
I fuck with myself
You know what I'm sayin'?
I fuck with this motherfuckin' bankroll
 you know what I'm sayin'? (Slatt)
Slatt, slatt,  slatt slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt, slatt

Say, gangster
Why you holdin' fire like you
Out here sprayin' rounds?
You grew up, but you ain't
Really makin' gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, 'bout that
Action, poppin' out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give 'em one more
Day, then take 'em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out
Ain't no more standin' 'round
Wait for my side, they gon' ride
We don't play around
We hit the club and throw
Ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang
With her ass out

Dick in her mouth
Got that lil' bitch occupied
Cry 'bout a bitch, nigga
They ain't even worried 'bout you
Might as well pimp the bitch 'cause you
The one that let her out
Came with upper case alphabet blicks
Brought them letters out
Everybody strapped with them K's
Been countin' money and get some racks
These bitches fuckin' for some J's
Crew hoppin' niggas, fuck your
Mama and they grave, you'll trade
I served your auntie all the ice
Now she my number one J
Screamin', "Fuck 12" when we got
Our middle fingers up
Drop one of us, we drop ten, it's war
What's up? Big slime say lil' bro just
Got 'em through the mail
Let's go stick him up
Mask up in case that nigga tell
He ain't built like us

Say, gangster
Why you holdin' fire like you
Out here sprayin' rounds?
You grew up, but you ain't
Really makin' gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, 'bout that
Action, poppin' out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give 'em one more
Day, then take 'em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out
Ain't no more standin' 'round
Wait for my side, they gon' ride
We don't play around
We hit the club and throw
Ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang
With her ass out

Got them racks in and copped a
Trackhawk with the sunny feet
I get the bread in by the loafs, nigga
Whole wheat
And my ex partner a rat and he showed it
He ain't cozy
Can't cap to the gang, you ain't stick
To the G code, you told it, you told it
You wrote it, you wrote it
Black and white the line
Now your front door always open
It's open for public to know it
Pussy niggas, we exposin'
Knock 'em off, put the body, yeah
In the trash, then dispose it, dispose it
Omerta, but Gotit, boy, have motion
In motion
Hood Baby be cozy, sippin' slow motion
The feds watchin', I'm posin'
You better watch them niggas
With that ho shit
I'm ridin' with the toaster
Ready to toast it

Say, gangster
Why you holdin' fire like you
Out here sprayin' rounds?
You grew up, but you ain't
Really makin' gun sounds, yeah
My youngins with it, 'bout that
Action, poppin' out the playground, yeah
Find our target, give 'em one more
Day, then take 'em down, yeah
We hit it up and clear it out
Ain't no more standin' 'round
Wait for my side, they gon' ride
We don't play around
We hit the club and throw
Ones when the sun down
Yeah, your bitch with the gang
With her ass out