Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We here for the glow-up
Everything foreign, ****
Ladies and gentleman, Hood Nation has arrived
Bless up
[Verse 2]
Came with the posse
Chain looking ocky
Ice with the hockey
Playin' in the Mazzi'
Playin' with a bitch and her friend on the molly
Playin' with the bands
Dope like I'm playin' with the pan
Young god high in demand
Got a lotta shots in the can
Real **** recognize real
You ain't never been in that field
You ain't bring nothing to the table
You ain't gettin' none of my mills
[Verse 3]
I can't trust nobody
I don't love nobody
****, play around my people
I'ma have to tat that body
R.I.P. lil' ****
V.I.P. with my ****
Brand new pair of Margielas
Smoking on a lot of godzilla
You should be ashamed of your boss
You should never claim you a boss
I never really minded the cost
I double backed up from the loss
Me and OZ gettin' loaded
Headed to the hood on foreigns
Push it out the coupe, wide open
Know I got the bridge wide open
Young **** stuck to the code
Still in the cut with the zoes
So much love when I'm home
You already knowin' what I'm on
[Verse 4]
Came with the posse
Chain looking ocky
Ice with the hockey
Playin' in the Mazzi'
Playin' with a bitch and her friend on the molly
Playin' with the bands
Dope like I'm playin' with the pan
Young god high in demand
Got a lotta shots in the can
Real **** recognize real
You ain't never been in that field
You ain't bring nothing to the table
You ain't gettin' none of my mills
[Verse 5]
Vert' doing work on Collins
Peanut butter guts inside it
Twenty six inch, big body
I just got the fingernails polished
Hoe-ass **** can't ride with
Miss me with the lame-ass logic
Pretty little bitch, she a goddess
Booty on the bounce like 'draulics
Count that guap with the gang
**** selling out for the fame
Need a little hand sanitizer
I can't shake hands with a lame
So full of grace, keep the clean in your face
For the sake of the pesos
Man, I got young bulls in the field
When the problem appears, they arrive with the dracos
I been covered in the blood with the halo
I've been stepping on the scene looking fuego
I been losing more friends as the day go
Me and Queen getting lit like fable
I been doing my thing for a long, long time
Hatin', it's a long, long line
'Rari **** going worldwide
You and your **** look tired
[Verse 6]
Came with the posse
Chain looking ocky
Ice with the hockey
Playin' in the Mazzi'
Playin' with a bitch and her friend on the molly
Playin' with the bands
Dope like I'm playin' with the pan
Young god high in demand
Got a lotta shots in the can
Real **** recognize real
You ain't never been in that field
You ain't bring nothing to the table
You ain't gettin' none of my mills
Written by: Antoine McColister, Jetmir Salii, Michael F. Hernandez
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