Remy Elk - Hopout (feat. Ravrae & Mylo Millan) Lyrics

Yeah yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
What you gonna Do
What you gonna Do
Mehn I hop out the coop
Mehn I hop out the coop
Subtract the roof
Subtract the roof
So what you gonna do
So what you gonna do
Now I'm reminiscing about the old days
Always been a stand up guy, I ain't stand down
Niggars trynna hit me by the hall way
They never stood a chance, they gon meet me at the down town
The preacher always said no body is perfect
Only God can judge but some brothers trynna play God
Truth be told we all a bunch of sinners
When the money and fame makes a nigga insane
Wait!
All in the fame like a nigga insane
Psst!
I f*ck the bitch take the hiss out the snake
Mix up the molt with xanny
All for the drug we give her the fendi
Gold yeah
Hop on a yacht, I got her a bag
I got her a bag, all the gap
Molly and xan just for my man
I roll up the kush pray for the gang gang
Yeah yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
What you gonna Do
What you gonna Do
Mehn I hop out the coop
Mehn I hop out the coop
Subtract the roof
Subtract the roof
So what you gonna do
So what you gonna do
Watch me I'm watching you
All of these niggas they're waiting for who
Watch me I'm watching you
I got the Glock and the strap is so cool
Dish out the plate just before it's too late
Dish out the plate before it's too late
Yeahh yeahh
Check this out
Jump on d track cause she boujee
Haters be trying to fool me
Shorty bad she a mermaid
She deserves some accolades
Netflix and chill in d movies
Shorty is trying to rule me
Shorty ego is a diva
And her booty is a killer