Top Songs By HoodRich Pablo Juan
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HoodRich Pablo Juan
Performer
Marlo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sterling Pennix
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quay Global
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hoodrich Pablo, yeah
And Lil Marlo, yeah
We ran up a sack, yeah
Got rich off crack, yeah
In the back of Maybach, yeah
We sippin' on Act, yeah
We gettin' 'em packs, yeah
And that's a fact, yeah
[Verse 2]
My neck full of water that gon' get your bitch slaughtered
All my clothes, they get bought out, pinky ring cost a quarter
Got a hood bitch, that's gorgeous, we rock foreigns on them Forgis
We sell bricks for the free, bring that money, don't come short it
[Verse 3]
That money, better not be short, I bring that torch
I was nine years off the porch, I'm thankin' our lord
Wondering how I'm gon' get that sack up out that mud
Got them old heads loving the way I'm thugging
Told him, give me an old school, I want the butler
Had to put a V12 motor in that Cutlass
Fell in love with the dope game, so I'm lustin'
And I never trust a bitch if she ain't my mother
Told Lil Pablo, get them bricks and we gon' flood 'em
Give them bitches to my brother
And never trust them ****, so mother fuck them
[Verse 4]
Hoodrich Pablo, yeah
And Lil Marlo, yeah
We ran up a sack, yeah
Got rich off crack, yeah
In the back of Maybach, yeah
We sippin' on Act, yeah
We gettin' 'em packs, yeah
And that's a fact, yeah
[Verse 5]
My neck full of water that gon' get your bitch slaughtered
All my clothes, they get bought out, pinky ring cost a quarter
Got a hood bitch, that's gorgeous, we rock foreigns on them Forgis
We sell bricks for the free, bring that money, don't come short it
[Verse 6]
Rockin' ice, a coolant, ridin' foreign, I'm crusin'
Strapped up, Lil Uzi, I'm pourin' lean, drug abusin'
Get yo' bitch 'cause she choosey
Two bitches, I'm confused
I got rich like I'm Jewish
Shootin' at actors, yeah, blow the move
Yeah, ****, they go stupid
Shoot in her face, she thinkin' I'm Cupid
These **** be actin' like bitches and groupies
Saved the deposit box and filled it with jewelry
African diamonds clear, your shit lookin' blurry
V12, you can hear it purring
I wen tot the streets and made me an earning
I'm in that monster cookie, same color as Ernie
[Verse 7]
Hoodrich Pablo, yeah
And Lil Marlo, yeah
We ran up a sack, yeah
Got rich off crack, yeah
In the back of Maybach, yeah
We sippin' on Act, yeah
We gettin' 'em packs, yeah
And that's a fact, yeah
[Verse 8]
My neck full of water that gon' get your bitch slaughtered
All my clothes, they get bought out, pinky ring cost a quarter
Got a hood bitch, that's gorgeous, we rock foreigns on them Forgis
We sell bricks for the free, bring that money, don't come short it
Written by: Christopher N'quay Rosser, HoodRich Pablo Juan, Marlo, Sterling Pennix