Hood Designer

[Intro]

He scared of that button, he scared

Hmm, he scared of that switch, he scared (40 Boy Ent, put your ass on a tee)

Aye let me fire my 'Wood up

Yeah, let's go

[Verse 1]

Ayy, I'm that lil' dude y'all ain't know 'bout, quick to catch shit off guard (Let's go)

Caught him backin' up in his crib, popped him 'fore he closed his garage (Ayy, on God)

Palm Angels, mechanic suit, Nike smellin' like Sauvage

Forty racks bustin' out my pants, forty more bricked up in my walls (let's go)

Red Ranger, the main, mighty morph your ass to a star (Pew, pew)

Cookie cutter rip through your head, make jelly fall out your jaw (Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt)

Fully chop goin' through a door, make nigga fall out they car (Oh, bro, this guy stinks)

Cross the bridge, deep in Arkansas, so all my fullies AR

[Chorus]

Come on, Gucci 'fit, Louis 'fit, expensive drip, come on, let's go (Ayy)

Hellstar, Denim Tears, Sp5der coat, my Forces low (Ayy, come on)

Fitted cap, 'Miri jeans, neck icy, wrist teeth on froze, come on (You know my shit on ice)

Drop a ten, drop a pin, hit his friends, come back, reload (Frrt, frrt, frrt)

[Verse 2]

Nigga, Glock 22, got grip on the front, and yeah, it hold grudges (I'm mad forever)

Nigga, I'm so mad, I get a bag and drop my own cousin (Ayy, get that shit)

Never gave no fuck about no ho, I been gave up on lovin' (Ayy, these niggas need a raise)

Caught him poppin' shit all at the party and whacked him while he clubbin' (Frrt, frrt, frrt, fah)

Caught him slippin', walkin' out his crib, you know we lay on shit (Let's go, let's go)

If I yell out, "6-O," that ain't Crip, that's sixty on that blitz (He roll on shit)

Lil' Side hop out, dump at your bitch, that's what her ass get for tryna get in the mix

Got hit with a fully after droppin' a diss, ask the last young nigga got hit with a switch (Ask the last young nigga)

Pull up black Suburban (Skrrt, skrrt), ayy, I look like the secret service (Ayy, let's go)

Lil' bro get on the side of your car, he keep on hittin' 'til your shit start swervin' (Baow, baow, baow baow)

Ayy, can't slide on the lick, he nervous, ayy, prolly threw up on purpose (Oh, no)

Tried to run off, 23 hit his back, now that lil' nigga look like a Jordan jersey (Let's go, go)

[Chorus]

Come on, Gucci 'fit, Louis 'fit, expensive drip, come on, let's go, hey (Yeah)

Hellstar, Denim Tears, Sp5der coat, my Forces low, ayy, come on (You know that)

Fitted cap, 'Miri jeans, neck icy, wrist teeth on froze, come on (You know my shit on ice)

Drop a ten, drop a pin, hit his friends, come back, reload, ayy (Skrrt)

Gucci 'fit, Louis 'fit, expensive drip, come on, let's go, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Hellstar, Denim Tears, Sp5der coat, my Forces low, come on (You know that)

Fitted cap, 'Miri jeans, neck icy, wrist teeth on froze, come on (You know my shit on ice)

Drop a ten, drop a pin, hit his friends, come back, reload, ayy, there go (Back on shit, nigga)

[Outro]

Like, yeah, like, like, like, like, like, like every time I get in the booth

And you, like, like, like

Like I just gotta fire up an opp and that's how this shit come off the top

You feel me?

Like If I ain't smokin' dude, I ain't got no, like no hidden rules for this shit

Keep motivatin' me