In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
I got da guap and it came wit da stacks
I got a bitch and she f*ck wit my friends
I got a bitch who gon f*ck with no hands
Talk like she talk but she do it for bands
Stay in my hoodie I ride for the fetti
Pause for a bitch I ain't pausing when you ready
Hop on the train we ain't mad we ain't petty
Fetti on a ride going fast going steady
I need the guap uh huh. I need the guap uh huh
I took that bitch out say she like the way I talk uh huh
She like the motions say she feel it how I walk uh yeah
Thats in my hoodie for the fetti bitch I ball on gang
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
The feds was on my ass a couple niggas switched
If you ain't first you last I gotta keep this stick
Bitch I be smoking gas, and running up a bag.
Im in my Duffy so thats really why these niggas mad.
Back then they ain't f*ck wit me, yeah these streets cold I was on my own
Now they all like whats up wit me why the dawg tripping cause he got a bone
Copped a new hoodie its vlone
Gelato you smell my cologne
Imma beast in the streets in my zone
Imma dawg in the sheets tryna bone
Why they always gotta hate on me
Why they always gotta hate on me, yeah
F*ck nigga stay away from me
Im just chillin tryna stack my cheese, yuh
Started from nothing then coped me a 14 then I changed into something
If it ain't in my blood then I learned from my momma and daddy cause them niggas hustling
I gotta get to this money
I gotta get to this shmoney
I gotta get me a down bitch cause none of these hoes really love me
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
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In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
I got da guap and it came wit da stacks
I got a bitch and she f*ck wit my friends
I got a bitch who gon f*ck with no hands
Talk like she talk but she do it for bands
Stay in my hoodie I ride for the fetti
Pause for a bitch I ain't pausing when you ready
Hop on the train we ain't mad we ain't petty
Fetti on a ride going fast going steady
I need the guap uh huh. I need the guap uh huh
I took that bitch out say she like the way I talk uh huh
She like the motions say she feel it how I walk uh yeah
Thats in my hoodie for the fetti bitch I ball on gang
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
The feds was on my ass a couple niggas switched
If you ain't first you last I gotta keep this stick
Bitch I be smoking gas, and running up a bag.
Im in my Duffy so thats really why these niggas mad.
Back then they ain't f*ck wit me, yeah these streets cold I was on my own
Now they all like whats up wit me why the dawg tripping cause he got a bone
Copped a new hoodie its vlone
Gelato you smell my cologne
Imma beast in the streets in my zone
Imma dawg in the sheets tryna bone
Why they always gotta hate on me
Why they always gotta hate on me, yeah
F*ck nigga stay away from me
Im just chillin tryna stack my cheese, yuh
Started from nothing then coped me a 14 then I changed into something
If it ain't in my blood then I learned from my momma and daddy cause them niggas hustling
I gotta get to this money
I gotta get to this shmoney
I gotta get me a down bitch cause none of these hoes really love me
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
I got da guap and it came wit da stacks
I got a bitch and she f*ck wit my friends
I got a bitch who gon f*ck with no hands
Talk like she talk but she do it for bands
Stay in my hoodie I ride for the fetti
Pause for a bitch I ain't pausing when you ready
Hop on the train we ain't mad we ain't petty
Fetti on a ride going fast going steady
I need the guap uh huh. I need the guap uh huh
I took that bitch out say she like the way I talk uh huh
She like the motions say she feel it how I walk uh yeah
Thats in my hoodie for the fetti bitch I ball on gang
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
The feds was on my ass a couple niggas switched
If you ain't first you last I gotta keep this stick
Bitch I be smoking gas, and running up a bag.
Im in my Duffy so thats really why these niggas mad.
Back then they ain't f*ck wit me, yeah these streets cold I was on my own
Now they all like whats up wit me why the dawg tripping cause he got a bone
Copped a new hoodie its vlone
Gelato you smell my cologne
Imma beast in the streets in my zone
Imma dawg in the sheets tryna bone
Why they always gotta hate on me
Why they always gotta hate on me, yeah
F*ck nigga stay away from me
Im just chillin tryna stack my cheese, yuh
Started from nothing then coped me a 14 then I changed into something
If it ain't in my blood then I learned from my momma and daddy cause them niggas hustling
I gotta get to this money
I gotta get to this shmoney
I gotta get me a down bitch cause none of these hoes really love me
In my hoodie I've had pounds up on my back
And now we flip it we got cash and we got stacks
In my hoodie I've had brass up on my hands
Supreme my hoodie now they all want be my friend
I got the guap and now they all want be my friend
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to catch them hands
I hate that bitch she say she love me imma have to fight her man
We ain't toting, we aint loading
We ain't folding, bitch you know it
Writer: Zach Mills
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid