Hop Out The V! Songtext

Line a nigga up on FaceTime and now his face gone
Lookin' for the next opp top, I should put some cake on
Ain't fuckin' with these hoes, you lay up with a bitch, now your date gone
I'm screamin', "Fuck the opps," I'm posted on the block like Draymond
They turned me to a bully, that switch on the Glock, it go fully
Before this rap shit, bitch, I was on the block servin' cookie
Them crackers on my ass, I crashed the whip and threw away the hoodie
You can bet the house on, my nigga 'cause if not I'm knockin' out the bookie
Mollies, Xannies, Perkys, got all type of shit
Got a MSR inside her purse, yeah, that's my type of bitch
I was pourin' bleach on them blue faces, they was counterfeit
Know these niggas fakin', they ain't fuckin' with this pound of fent'

What's your life worth? Nigga, that shit cheap
Bend that corner then we hoppin' out that V
With some hitters and they do that shit for me
Real smackers, bitch, they hoppin' out on feet
What's your life worth? Nigga, that shit cheap
Bend that corner then we hoppin' out that V With some hitters and they do that shit for me
Real smackers, bitch, they hoppin' out on feet