Hop Out Lyrics - Gangland - Chevy Woods

Cash nigga 

We throw that shit away 

Just spend all of it you dig? 

Stay in the strip club 

Sip a lot of Lean 

Smoke a lot of weed 

Drink gin and whatever you want 

You know why I post (know why I post) 

Chevy said turn up on you folks (turn up on you folks) 

You know I'm gonna tear it up (tear it up) 

I'm in the block in your area (wussup?) 

Switching lanes, Ferrari, Bentley (swag) 

20-12, man I had to do it (had to do it) 

Shout out to my brother Gucci (wussup?) 

SOD, we'da shot a movie (yes) 

Taylor Gang, what's happenin'? (what's happenin'?) 

Drop top in traffic (traffic) 

Me and Chevy, yea we do our thing (do our thing) 

Hop out and let my chain swing 

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Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount 

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Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount 

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I'm blowin' down the 1-01 and I'm rollin' just like a pill baby 

I'm a menace to society, look at the wheels (look at the wheels) 

Yea, so with this money they ain't seein' me 

Shout out my nigga Soulja and you know that's SODMG 

You know I never take a day off 

I'm ballin' off for extra shit, my nigga that's the play-offs 

Just like we livin' off the great escape 

You talkin' all that shit, we know that you won't bust a grape 

Yea, me and my money, we just made a date 

My pinky and my wrist, you know that's just the 28 

Yea, so what all that beefin' we ain't worried 'bout 

My niggas eat that shit for lunch, they call it in and out 

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Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount 

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Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas see my car, you wanna know the amount 

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Stunting's all a nigga doin' now 

Ferrari, one open seat 

I got two in there, I speak money fluent now 

You be ridin' on the neck, she chewin' out 

I get cashed up, get obsessed at juvenile 

Double cup it's move out in my latest car 

I feed these retched bitches dick and some Xanax bongs 

My team is full of ballin' niggas, why you actin' hard? 

I be swiping black cards, y'all niggas be ridin' hard 

I'm feeling like D Wade, I'm ballin' in the games 

Plus I got some new heat, call him Boston James 

You don't get the picture, nigga I'm out the frame 

Hall of famer, everybody know my name 

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas seen my car, you wanna know the amount 

I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out 

Yea, you bitch see my cash, you wanna know what I'm 'bout 

Yea, niggas seen my car, you wanna know the amount 

I hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out hop out