Hood Rich (feat. OJ da Juiceman)

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

Neiman Marcus shoppin', Prada shoe walkin'

Diamonds in my chain got my chest moonwalkin'

Michael Jackson bitch, bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

Man, I'm boomin' off the chain, dog, and I'm flippin' bricks

Black and white diamonds got my wrist doin' flips

Pissy yellow diamonds blow your main girl a kiss

Pull up in a Maserati lookin' like a bitch

With a OJ piece cost two and a half bricks

Eating calamari pasta, heavy on the shrimp

Calamari pasta, heavy on the shrimp

Shawty say his necklace lookin' real ridiculous

Green stones on, silly bitches tickle me

Literally and figuratively, hottest in the industry

What do they get, Fat Boy sacking groceries

Crazy colored carats got your baby mama mad at me

It would be a tragedy if she would join the faculty

Gucci

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I got 20 on my neck, 50 on my finger

I'm a million-dollar nigga, so I'm changing my demeanor

I got stacks of this shit, I did it 'cause I want to

I got bales of this shit, I did it 'cause I grind through

Catch me flexin' on a bitch, ridin' clean in the old school

Money out the ass, so you know that I'm a young fool

"Money, why you talk like that?"

'Cause I'm a cold gangster, so I can flex like that

15 On my neck, 75 on my wrist

What you know about Mr. Icy Toes with fishscale, bitch?

My trap on fire, my trap doin' numbers

The diamonds in my watch look like cucumbers

In the drop, bricks goin' for a cool damn dub

Stealing bases like Sammy Sosa playing for the Cubs

I be hustlin', I be workin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I guess that's why my swag so arrogant

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I'm a shiner, I'm a grinder, yeah, I be all of the above

And if you want it, I can get it 'cause I be plugged with them drugs

I might be low, but I ain't no joke, I keep that pistol on my side

And ain't no license or a trip tag

But it's just the way I'm gon' ride

I let my money keep talkin', I tell these niggas keep walkin'

In the trap, I be posted, but in the club, I be ballin'

If my pockets is low, my niggas know what it is

I ain't comin' to the trap until I catch me a lick, shit

Stupid fruity swag, SLA up on that shit

I be boomin', I be bunkin', yeah, I stay up on that shit

Goddamn, I'm gettin' money, man, I'm trappin' like a fool

In the Ville posted up, won't catch me without my tool

Two for five where I be, nigga, shine where I be

Zaytoven, you a fool, damn, you ridin' on this beat

Nigga know where I be, somewhere posted off McDonough

You can drive through my trap, nigga, call my shit McDonald's

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I got 20 on my neck, 10 on my wrist

5 On my bitch, nigga, I'm hood rich

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch

I be boomin', I be bunkin', I be trappin' like a bitch