YT, play that shit
Hood baby

Hood Baby from the third zone (Southside)
Dope so money fold (Baby)

Gotit get a B-Roll (Baby)
That ain´t gon´ never fold (Baby)
Bitch got ass on her (Baby)
Yeah, money goin´ (Hey)
Why you playin´ on the stash, homie? (Wait?)
He caught two to the dome (Frr, frr)
This chopper got bass (Woo)
Sound like a trombone (Bass)
Got the Chanel waist (Waist)
Yeah, drip on (Hey)
Drip on (Hey)
Hermes on (It´s crazy but it´s- hey)
Drip on (Hood baby)
I ain´t scared of nothin´ (Real hood baby)

I been drippin´ like a mountain, lil´ nigga can´t stop it
A nigga gon´ try me, that´s cap, he got a partner

They sweet tryna act real hard like a Jolly Rancher (What?)
Catch him at his ho´s house on Goblin, spray him (Let´s go)
The gang might end up in your thing (Things)
Definitely got power but I ain´t no ranger (No power ranger)
Omega on the trumpet, yeah, the beat be singing (Frr)
High-cut diamonds and the bitches be clean (I cleaned your life, yeah, woo)
It´s getting money straight out the jungle, you can call that Jumanji
Cash in check now I´m comin´ out with hunnids (Racks)
Got gas in and it came out of bundles (Gas)
Put it in the trap and I´ma watch it do numbers (No cap)

But I´m with the babies, we gon´ count up the commas (Baby, hood)
G Star drip, I´ma hit ´em wit´ a hunna (Yeah)
Go ahead finesse, I´ma get to the money (Slatt)

Hood Baby from the third zone (Southside)
Dope so money fold (Baby)
Gotit get a B-Roll (Baby)
That ain´t gon´ never fold (Baby)
Bitch got ass on her (Baby)
Yeah, money goin´ (Hey)
Why you playin´ on the stash, homie? (Wait?)
He caught two to the dome (Frr, frr)
This chopper got bass (Woo)
Sound like a trombone (Bass)
Got the Chanel waist (Waist)
Yeah, drip on (Hey)
Drip on (Hey)

Hermes on (It´s crazy but it´s- hey)
Drip on (Hood baby)
I ain´t scared of nothin´ (Lil Gotit, hey)

Dolce Gabbana, wear this shit to the T (This shit)
Yeah I hit the dean and bought a new set of teeth (It´s crazy but it´s true, hey)
Your bitch tryna suck ´cause our money on fleek (Racks)
Go and get the bag, hell nah, I don´t leach (Bag)
Real nigga shit, poppin´ shit I preach (Real shit)
Drip school, nigga, just listen, I teach (Slatt Gotit)
Traphouse beam, slatts gon´ breach (Slatt, slatt)
Real jack boys like Kodak, glee (Glee)
I don´t understand these mumble ass rappers (Woo)

Fake ass killers and fake ass trappers (That´s facts)
Niggas ain´t shit but some motherfuckin´ cappers (Ain´t shit)
Flexing for the ´Gram, I erase them cappers (Cap)
Bet this shit be drippin´ when I´m rockin´ with some ones (Let´s go)
Smoke exo-xo, I´ma feel it in my lungs (Slatt, *cough*)
Say you spendin´, why lie, you a motherfucking runt (Why lie?)
Gang gang shit, y´all some motherfucking duds (Let´s go)

Hood Baby from the third zone (Southside)
Dope so money fold (Baby)
Gotit get a B-Roll (Baby)
That ain´t gon´ never fold (Baby)

Bitch got ass on her (Baby)
Yeah, money goin´ (Hey)
Why you playin´ on the stash, homie? (Wait?)
He caught two to the dome (Frr, frr)
This chopper got bass (Woo)
Sound like a trombone (Bass)
Got the Chanel waist (Waist)
Yeah, drip on (Hey)
Drip on (Hey)
Hermes on (It´s crazy but it´s- hey)
Drip on (Hood baby)
I ain´t scared of nothin´ (Hey)