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Gunna - Out the Hood Lyrics



Gunna - Out the Hood Lyrics
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Run that back, Turbo

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me

I'm inside the store, keep a bodyguard
Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport (Skrrt)
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores (Nah)
Rolex, no Michael Kors
Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course (Golf course)
Hittin' it off of the slam, and ball in the rim when I score
Smoke a lot of grams, you would've thought I knew a grower
Sip more than an ounce, I never imagined what I'd pour
Don't know the amount

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me

I'ma give 'em hell (Hell)
Show 'em how you all well (Well)
Pay my nigga bail (My nigga bail)
My new bitch fine as hell (Fine)
Cocaine polish on her nails (On God)
One of a kind for real (Real)
Got her on exotic smell (On exotic smell)
Bitch, you up like shell
But that AP time gon' tell (On God)
Send a bale in the mail (Mail)
Damn, we slick and slimey like jail (Slime)
We ain't takin' no L (Slatt)
Nigga better not cross our trail (Slatt)
It get hotter than Hell (Hell)
Might die my dreads blonde like Odell (Odell)
And take up the sales

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me
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Run that back, Turbo

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me

I'm inside the store, keep a bodyguard
Bitch, I can't be poor, put that 'Cat in sport (Skrrt)
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores (Nah)
Rolex, no Michael Kors
Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course (Golf course)
Hittin' it off of the slam, and ball in the rim when I score
Smoke a lot of grams, you would've thought I knew a grower
Sip more than an ounce, I never imagined what I'd pour
Don't know the amount

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me

I'ma give 'em hell (Hell)
Show 'em how you all well (Well)
Pay my nigga bail (My nigga bail)
My new bitch fine as hell (Fine)
Cocaine polish on her nails (On God)
One of a kind for real (Real)
Got her on exotic smell (On exotic smell)
Bitch, you up like shell
But that AP time gon' tell (On God)
Send a bale in the mail (Mail)
Damn, we slick and slimey like jail (Slime)
We ain't takin' no L (Slatt)
Nigga better not cross our trail (Slatt)
It get hotter than Hell (Hell)
Might die my dreads blonde like Odell (Odell)
And take up the sales

I'm out the hood, but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money, this is our summer
I'm out the hood, but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah, I'm still going crazy, make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily, f*ck these niggas who hate me
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Writer: Chandler Durham, Kenneth Gilmore, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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