lirik lagu nickoe - hop scotch
[intro]
mmm, mm
mmm, ouu
(ftc studio)
[chorus]
i’ve been trappin’ on the hot block, jumpin’ like hop scotch
know a young n~gga take percs ’til his mouth lock (slay g take soft)
know a young b~tch suck d~ck ’til her mouth lock
i don’t like to cap a lot but we ain’t havin’ money problems (ouu)
nah, we ain’t havin’ money issues
i ain’t never trippin’, we the ones, not them other n~ggas
i ain’t never trippin’ ’bout a bond, got a fund, we the last couple dyin’ breed, nothin’ like them other n~ggas (ouu)
nah, we ain’t havin’ money problems
ridin’ ’round the city with them choppers for them other problems
ridin’ ’round the city gettin’ faded off of baby star
steady runnin’ ‘cross plays, i was whitе shades, hater blockers (ouu)
mix matchin’ flavor, i’m in all whitе and dior
dope boy demeanor, i just sold like three more
i just took a loss, but i bounce back with three more
i ain’t get the inside, my diamonds hit three harder (ouu)
[verse]
i’m chasin’ that sack like my name richard c. moore
i just emailed the plug, he gon’ send me a keyboard
i been stuck in this trap, i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout marriage
i might move to maryland
i’m just tryna be more (ouu)
we ain’t havin’ no money problems, bae, i promise you
we ain’t havin’ no money issues, baby, honestly
she say the only thing she want is honesty
step on my heart, she keep on breakin’ promises (ouu)
“what you gon’ do for it?” i might pull a move for it
he not in the streets, he just thug off a keyboard
i’m not into beef, all my opps worth of rework
i walked in with that dope boy demeanor, i’m a d boy (ouu)
from the jack, i’m a jack boy, i don’t gotta act hood
i put exotic wood in a book, now, the back wood
she gon’ come home to me, make her wet up the sheets, when she cummin’, i make her say (ouu)
in the trap, i’m a trap lord
i snuck out and went ‘cross the street with the trap, uh
on the block, look like we threw a concert, today
had to make me a way, celebrate when i make a play (ouu)
[chorus]
i’ve been trappin’ on the hot block, jumpin’ like hop scotch
know a young n~gga take percs ’til his mouth lock
know a young b~tch suck d~ck ’til her mouth lock
i don’t like to cap a lot but we ain’t havin’ money problems (ouu)
nah, we ain’t havin’ money issues
i ain’t never trippin’, we the ones, not them other n~ggas
i ain’t never trippin’ ’bout a bond, got a fund, we the last couple dyin’ breed, nothin’ like them other n~ggas (ouu)
nah, we ain’t havin’ money problems
ridin’ ’round the city with them choppers for them other problems
ridin’ ’round the city gettin’ faded off of baby star
steady runnin’ ‘cross plays, i was white shades, hater blockers (ouu)
mix matchin’ flavor, i’m in all white and dior
dope boy demeanor, i just sold like three more
i just took a loss, but i bounce back with three more
i ain’t get the inside, my diamonds hit three harder (ouu)
[outro]
mmm
she gon’ come home to me, make her wet up the sheets, when she cummin’, i make her say (ouu)
(slay g take soft)
on the block, look like we threw a concert, today
had to make me a way, celebrate when i make a play (ouu)
(ouu)
(ouu)
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