Ralan Styles - Hocus Pocus lyrics
Ralan Styles [Florida, U.S.]
[Ralan Styles - Hocus Pocus lyrics]
She don't f##k with you cause brody
You ain’t go no motion
Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion
I'm like
Fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion
Blew up by myself while nggas got promoted
I got
Three bitches with me ain’t not hocus pocus
Cause, I put my trust into a bitch
And then she went and broke it
Now I'm focused on the bigger picture
And no I'm not jokin'
RALAN STYLES hottest by a mile
Act like I don't know it
Look at my, look at my wrist
The diamonds on me they gon dance my ngga
I cannot focus on bitches
I gotta focus on bands my ngga
I got the Glock in my hand
You run up I aim at your mans my ngga
How do you hate me
But watch me you was a fan my ngga
She said her body count like 10
Multiple that shit by 10
I can never trust again
Watch up on me like I'm Bеn
And this shit cost me bout 10
I can never play prеtend
Shorty give me brain she goin mental
Cuban on my neck it's feeling like a ‘sicle
Why you rattin' why you
Snitchin’ Stuart Little
Why you flexin’ in a car but it's a rental
She don’t f##k with you cause brody
You ain't go no motion
Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion
I'm like
Fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion
Blew up by myself while nggas got promoted
I got
Three bitches with me ain’t not hocus pocus
Cause, I put my trust into a bitch
And then she went and broke it
Now I'm focused on the bigger picture
And no I'm not jokin'
RALAN STYLES hottest by a mile
Act like I don't know it
You ain’t go no motion
Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion
I'm like
Fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion
Blew up by myself while nggas got promoted
I got
Three bitches with me ain’t not hocus pocus
Cause, I put my trust into a bitch
And then she went and broke it
Now I'm focused on the bigger picture
And no I'm not jokin'
RALAN STYLES hottest by a mile
Act like I don't know it
Look at my, look at my wrist
The diamonds on me they gon dance my ngga
I cannot focus on bitches
I gotta focus on bands my ngga
I got the Glock in my hand
You run up I aim at your mans my ngga
How do you hate me
But watch me you was a fan my ngga
She said her body count like 10
Multiple that shit by 10
I can never trust again
Watch up on me like I'm Bеn
And this shit cost me bout 10
I can never play prеtend
Shorty give me brain she goin mental
Cuban on my neck it's feeling like a ‘sicle
Why you rattin' why you
Snitchin’ Stuart Little
Why you flexin’ in a car but it's a rental
She don’t f##k with you cause brody
You ain't go no motion
Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion
I'm like
Fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion
Blew up by myself while nggas got promoted
I got
Three bitches with me ain’t not hocus pocus
Cause, I put my trust into a bitch
And then she went and broke it
Now I'm focused on the bigger picture
And no I'm not jokin'
RALAN STYLES hottest by a mile
Act like I don't know it