This that Hogan turned Hollywood NWO shit
How you outside when you know that you owe shit
Flexing on the gram but really on that broke shit
Yea we know
We see you every time on that hoe shit
Thirsty for them hoes kids
In the club what you toasting
Ass shaking for reposting
Man you really got it twisted
Keith Sweat and a pigeon
You flocking for a flick and
I'm trying to f*ck the bitch at the check-in
But I'm not looking for acceptance
They wear Tom Fords I'm in air maxes with the checks um
You still getting money in ya rap songs
Been a minute made me turn that rap off
I'll kick the pint if the cap off
We distant now
I heard you turned Christian now
Used to whip up in that kitchen wow
If you on the other side stay there we can't lock in
Still smoking on my Opps like exotics
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This that Hogan turned Hollywood NWO shit
How you outside when you know that you owe shit
Flexing on the gram but really on that broke shit
Yea we know
We see you every time on that hoe shit
Thirsty for them hoes kids
In the club what you toasting
Ass shaking for reposting
Man you really got it twisted
Keith Sweat and a pigeon
You flocking for a flick and
I'm trying to f*ck the bitch at the check-in
But I'm not looking for acceptance
They wear Tom Fords I'm in air maxes with the checks um
You still getting money in ya rap songs
Been a minute made me turn that rap off
I'll kick the pint if the cap off
We distant now
I heard you turned Christian now
Used to whip up in that kitchen wow
If you on the other side stay there we can't lock in
Still smoking on my Opps like exotics
How you outside when you know that you owe shit
Flexing on the gram but really on that broke shit
Yea we know
We see you every time on that hoe shit
Thirsty for them hoes kids
In the club what you toasting
Ass shaking for reposting
Man you really got it twisted
Keith Sweat and a pigeon
You flocking for a flick and
I'm trying to f*ck the bitch at the check-in
But I'm not looking for acceptance
They wear Tom Fords I'm in air maxes with the checks um
You still getting money in ya rap songs
Been a minute made me turn that rap off
I'll kick the pint if the cap off
We distant now
I heard you turned Christian now
Used to whip up in that kitchen wow
If you on the other side stay there we can't lock in
Still smoking on my Opps like exotics
Writer: Kiko Crisostomo
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