Trap On The Beat - HoodRich Pablo Juan

Real champ shit

Pablo created this motherfucker

Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert

Worried about no nigga, I’m shooting first

Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt

Niggas start hatin' it came with the turf

Ain’t never worked but the shit still work

I need a cane I’m on lean and percs

All of these diamonds I think I could surf

Yeah, I think I could surf

I’m on the xans and I still ain’t sleep

Pop me an X I like running on E

Can’t gas me up I ain’t smokin' OG

Dark tinted lenses I barely could see

Wolf in the hood I ain’t never been a sheep

Real street nigga I trap on the beat

Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet

Look at my eyes, they know that I’m geeked

Pop me and addy, I’m focused

They drop an addy on the opp we gon' blow it

And I’ve been geekin' on drugs, they know it

We in the lobby they know that we loaded, yeah

Never look back I move forward

Used to have to trap in that Ford, yeah

Duckin' that 12, we was clutchin' them pistols when we hear a knock on the door,

yeah

Stack it up, I need some more

We shoot them back, we don’t hit the floor

Thankin' the lord I got Christian galore

I hit the booth every time I get bored

All this water like the New Jersey shore

Bad bitch, she don’t know she a whore

But I fucked her on the couch and the floor

Callin' me when she gets off of work

I ain’t had a job I still got that work

Plug in Cali' throw the pack like Nerf

Touchdown, she gon' dance, make her twerk

Hit from the back, pussy juice on my shirt

Know that I’m geeked up, I’m still on alert

Pills in my body and I ain’t no nerd

She ride that dick and you know that I swerve

Bitch roll the weed and don’t get on my nerves

Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert

Worried about no nigga, I’m shooting first

Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt

Niggas start hatin' it came with the turf

Ain’t never worked but the shit still work

I need a cane I’m on lean and percs

All of these diamonds I think I could surf

Yeah, I think I could surf

I’m on the xans and I still ain’t sleep

Pop me an X I like running on E

Can’t gas me up I ain’t smokin' OG

Dark tinted lenses I barely could see

Wolf in the hood I ain’t never been a sheep

Real street nigga I trap on the beat

Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet

Look at my eyes, they know that I’m geeked