Marlo, Gunna - My Hood lyrics

Rudolph Johnson

Sergio Giavanni Kitchens [College Park, Georgia. USA.]

[Marlo, Gunna - My Hood lyrics]

Run that back, Turbo

Baguetties in my wristwatch
(Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked 
(Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack
Racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin'
You a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental
Got my bitch parked in it
(Bitch parked in it) midnight blue
But it look black with all the windows tinted
(My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps
That's why the whole team winnin'
(Play for keeps, yeah) my hood to your hood
Then on the road to these millions
(Uh, road, road)

Hit the road for the millions
Tryna link up with real niggas and
Solid killers that's tryna get it
I been fuckin' on lil' bitch
For a lil' minute, she know I'm a real one
And niggas be speakin' that gangster shit
But when it come time, they ain't with it
I spin your block about lil' Gunna
He told me gotta get inside of my bag
Gotta get that cash, i gotta stack it fast
I'ma water whip that dope
I don't do the glass
When you come, trap really tax (Skrrt)
Had to make five bricks turn to ten
That lil' nigga know magic
Fuckin' on a Hollywood bitch but
A nigga love that ratchet (Let's go)
And I sent Baby and Gunna a text
Don't leave without that ratchet (Fool)
And that Bape black, cost a dub
With a Caddy to match it
Slide through traffic
Shippin' that work through
Got real killers that'll murk you
With some old killers on that
Dog food, free Ralo, huh

Baguetties in my wristwatch
(Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked
(Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack
Racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin'
You a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental
Got my bitch parked in it
(Bitch parked in it) midnight blue
But it look black with all the windows tinted
(My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps
That's why the whole team winnin'
(Play for keeps, yeah) my hood to your hood
Then on the road to these millions
(Uh, road, road)

We washin' cash like a laundry (Wash)
Poppin' tags, my Goyard bag hold two hundred
(I hold two hundred)
CTSV on my last, dash say two hundred (Facts)
Piece I buy, it look like glass
Dance with these pointers
(Hit these dances with these pointers)
Throw the bands up in Onyx (Racks)
He play with me and my mans
Then your fam gon' get punished (yeah)
Lil Marlo pull up in a Lam'
Still sell yams to your buddies (yeah)
Bank cards on me like I scam
Know damn well I got money
Richard Mille, I got it flooded
Pussy on GunWunna, man, yeah, your ho love me
You remember I had that
Cutlass, it had Forgis, not the bunnies
(yeah) we came up from nothin', now look
We worth a fortune
One-of-one shit customized
Young GunWunn done done it

Baguetties in my wristwatch
(Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked
(Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack
Racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin'
You a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental
Got my bitch parked in it
(Bitch parked in it) midnight blue
But it look black with all the windows tinted
(My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps
That's why the whole team winnin'
(Play for keeps, yeah) my hood to your hood
Then on the road to these millions
(Uh, road, road)

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret