Top Songs By HoodRich Pablo Juan
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HoodRich Pablo Juan
Performer
Danny Wolf
Performer
Lil Duke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sterling Pennix
Composer
Miguel Curtidor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Wolf
Producer
Otxhello
Producer
Cubeatz
Producer
Lyrics
Aye Dil
Go 'head O
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan in the building
Danny Wolf in the killing
Danny, I see you
These **** really my children, ooh
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you, baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these ****
They dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign
I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, **** no debatin'
Can't fuck with you ****, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle
She call me her baby (Baby)
Yeah, I'm chasin' that money, I'm dedicated
Good weed, lean, and the percs
That's my medication
Cap ass **** like a student at graduation
Sellin' them pounds for eighteen like Peyton
DR Denim, Valentino by Maison
I need that fast money, I'm impatient
You just a crash dummy and that bitch
She ain't naked
I got this bag on me
Filled it up with Ben Franklins
I see you with Chanels on
Made the pack touch down in the red zone
Damn that bitch fine and she sure got her head on
I do too much, I designer my headphones
They ain't think I was gon' do it
I get money like I'm Jewish
I'm the teacher, you the student
Foreign cars, they congruent
Ride with a bad bitch, big booty
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these ****
They dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign
I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, **** no debatin'
Can't fuck with you ****, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle
She call me her baby (Baby)
I just been sittin' back, watchin' the fake
Can't miss a mil, every day I eat steak (Steak)
I want my money, not tryna debate (Debate)
My **** vocal, they already ate
Came out the traphouse
Was movin' that weight
Been on that bullshit, been made the news (The news)
You **** broke with no clues (No clues)
These are Amiri, I'm not rockin' Trues (Amiri)
I was the freshest in school (In school)
I had the baddest lil' bitch (Lil' bitch)
She was in school rockin' Loubs (Christian)
****, you broke, you a fool (Fool)
Better go pick up that tool (That tool)
I'ma go get what I want, you get what you can
I turned from a boss to a man, you know I
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these ****
They dead weight
Yeah, livin' my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign
I'm speed racin'
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, **** no debatin'
Can't fuck with you ****, you fakin'
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancin' like they Patrick Swayze
Pourin' up the Gerber bottle
She call me her baby (Baby)
Written by: Miguel Curtidor, Sterling Pennix