Hollyhood Los - Drank & Dank

I'm tripping off drank
And I'm holding a wave
Bitch I'm a dog
Throw me in the cage
Shoot at your head
Boy you need a fade
Don't come to my hood
B***h you not that brave
Shoot your a** down
Like chips where you lay
come for my money
B***h you better pay
My uncle got Goons
That come where you stay
Them bullets come blasting
No kidding
No play
Ohh
They not ready popping s**t
Uzi with banana clips
Sip on drank
And do not spill
Come from Texas
Like King of the Hill
Pop on a pill
Make her a** chill
Bend her a** over
And I make her a** squeal
Smoke on the best
Top of the shelf
You used to the sticks
B***h you smoking kale
Drive to get smoke
I get my s**t mailed
You scared of the chains
We raised in the cells
Quick sell a pound
Got money for bail
N***as know numbers
But can't even spell
Just Like the Cowboys
I'm back on my bull
Where I'm from
They got straps for the duels
Gangster paradise
Like coolie
Medallions on my neck
Like YU GI OH
Pussy taste sweet
Cause she like the fruits
Always go shopping
I buy her some shoes
If she finesse
I give her the boot
Then hop on fortnight
And continue to shoot

The money like glue
Dance like I'm BLUE FACE
If your not working
Can't be on my crew
Diamonds to icy
I Might catch a flu
If that b***h leave
Then that b***h a fluke

If that b***h leave
Then that b***h a fluke

Written by:
Carlos Adame

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