HID (feat. Millz)

Attention please! Attention please! Fire has been reported in The building “This shit bussin” I’m always riding through the city with my mask on Heavy smoke Cuz I’m smoking on that gas strong Ain’t no niggas can compare The shit that I’m on Aye Aye I hold it down Turn this shit up I’m in yo town I Hold my brothers down I get around Quiet in the streets Don’t make a sound It’s going down It’s going down Shit gettin spooky But now my ops are scary That’s why I been gettin to it And my ops not gettin near me Now she say she love me Bitch I love my money clearly Don’t ask for my seed Bitch I ain’t tryna play papi Know she say she miss me I know that mean she tryna top me Bitch you used to iGG me Heard I’m gettin money probably How you askin for a bag Damn bitch you don’t got it I swear ima a lot of things But you say broke and I am not it Got Designer problems I got spending habits When it comes to Neimans I see dior gotta grab it An I post up on my feed And I feeling em watching it I swear that bitch is so broke yeah She don’t own no washington Man these streets can have her back I swear that she a sloppy bitch And if I hit that hoe on top Then she goin come top again Cuz I run it up like a trapstar Now the racks large I don’t lapped y’all Oh You said you got it You a capstar I’m on the road to riches Then rapstar Yeah! I’m always riding through the city With my mask on Heavy smoke Cuz I’m smoking on that gas strong Ain’t no niggas can compare The shit that I’m on Aye Aye I hold it down Turn this shit up I’m in yo town I Hold my brothers down I get around Quiet in the streets Don’t make a sound It’s going down It’s going down Flow so illa Stone cold killa Big time spenda Lifetime figures I’m that nigga I get busy We not cool You don’t fuck wit me I ride through my city Shawty sittin pretty She loving my music So she tryna get with me Hustle all the time Money always with me Always writing rhymes Flowin out like 50 We not the same It’s nothing to talk about She say she love me But why she walking out My flow is ill You would think I’m from the south Ima real ass nigga I don’t do this for clout I’m always riding through the city With my mask on Heavy smoke Cuz I’m smoking on that gas strong Ain’t no niggas can compare The shit that I’m on Aye Aye I hold it down Turn this shit up I’m in yo town I Hold my brothers down I get around Quiet in the streets Don’t make a sound It’s going down It’s going down