Yeah
HG the gang Hidden Gs
Know what I motherf*cking mean
Send out an SOS
For all my real niggas and my real bitches world wide
HG the gang
Yeah sold out shows
Soak out hoes
I like them 5'6 with they mouth closed
Watch your tone when you talk to me this dial tone
Will show anybody ass to the door
I need Jean Deaux to come through and put it down on the boy
I know I'm fluent with this music but got talents and more
But that's a convo for another day
I can do this shit another way
So catch me with that money play
I'm scrounging for more
And we ain't downing the score
This is a message for the haters who
Send shots through vapor
Cause I'm pounding they whores
And she around for the boy
You love her and she stay down for the boy
She wild for the boy
I touch her she arouse for the boy
I'm scrounging for more
I told you we going to get it
And I never care about critics
And them niggas who ain't with it
Give a f*ck about opinions
All you bitch niggas can get it (Huh)
You know I'm the realest (Huh)
You know we the illest kill it shit
I'm done with all that non-sense
All y'all niggas do is pop shit (Yeah)
Remember living at my pops shit
Now a nigga living and I got it I'm good
Y'all f*cking with the crew shit
Y'all ain't doing what we do
Y'all ain't moving how we move
We keep this shit true
Hidden Gs the truth shit
When I'm in the booth
Spit these words spit these verbs
Turn into foreign parked on the curb
That's my word when I swerve shit
You know it's f*ck what you heard
You know I'm fly like the birds in the sky
Getting high like the clouds how fly (Yeah ay)
Who the f*ck is this (Oh shit)
It's Dolla
Slow down slow down
He did what
Word word word
Don't worry about I be on my way
One
He sent an SOS
Homie in distress
Told him don't you ever let them see you pressed
Grab that vest
It's time to ride
Relieve that stress
We pulled up on him that nigga sensed the strength
His life froze up on him
There's no more time for him
He seen the light sent him back to darkness homie
Never known one to survive to tell me about that other side
Yeah no heaven or hell
Sin prevail
Time will tell
Death to all
You live that tale
You seen it all
You care to tell
Cause I listen well
I listen well
Hidden Gs
SOS
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Yeah
HG the gang Hidden Gs
Know what I motherf*cking mean
Send out an SOS
For all my real niggas and my real bitches world wide
HG the gang
Yeah sold out shows
Soak out hoes
I like them 5'6 with they mouth closed
Watch your tone when you talk to me this dial tone
Will show anybody ass to the door
I need Jean Deaux to come through and put it down on the boy
I know I'm fluent with this music but got talents and more
But that's a convo for another day
I can do this shit another way
So catch me with that money play
I'm scrounging for more
And we ain't downing the score
This is a message for the haters who
Send shots through vapor
Cause I'm pounding they whores
And she around for the boy
You love her and she stay down for the boy
She wild for the boy
I touch her she arouse for the boy
I'm scrounging for more
I told you we going to get it
And I never care about critics
And them niggas who ain't with it
Give a f*ck about opinions
All you bitch niggas can get it (Huh)
You know I'm the realest (Huh)
You know we the illest kill it shit
I'm done with all that non-sense
All y'all niggas do is pop shit (Yeah)
Remember living at my pops shit
Now a nigga living and I got it I'm good
Y'all f*cking with the crew shit
Y'all ain't doing what we do
Y'all ain't moving how we move
We keep this shit true
Hidden Gs the truth shit
When I'm in the booth
Spit these words spit these verbs
Turn into foreign parked on the curb
That's my word when I swerve shit
You know it's f*ck what you heard
You know I'm fly like the birds in the sky
Getting high like the clouds how fly (Yeah ay)
Who the f*ck is this (Oh shit)
It's Dolla
Slow down slow down
He did what
Word word word
Don't worry about I be on my way
One
He sent an SOS
Homie in distress
Told him don't you ever let them see you pressed
Grab that vest
It's time to ride
Relieve that stress
We pulled up on him that nigga sensed the strength
His life froze up on him
There's no more time for him
He seen the light sent him back to darkness homie
Never known one to survive to tell me about that other side
Yeah no heaven or hell
Sin prevail
Time will tell
Death to all
You live that tale
You seen it all
You care to tell
Cause I listen well
I listen well
Hidden Gs
SOS
HG the gang Hidden Gs
Know what I motherf*cking mean
Send out an SOS
For all my real niggas and my real bitches world wide
HG the gang
Yeah sold out shows
Soak out hoes
I like them 5'6 with they mouth closed
Watch your tone when you talk to me this dial tone
Will show anybody ass to the door
I need Jean Deaux to come through and put it down on the boy
I know I'm fluent with this music but got talents and more
But that's a convo for another day
I can do this shit another way
So catch me with that money play
I'm scrounging for more
And we ain't downing the score
This is a message for the haters who
Send shots through vapor
Cause I'm pounding they whores
And she around for the boy
You love her and she stay down for the boy
She wild for the boy
I touch her she arouse for the boy
I'm scrounging for more
I told you we going to get it
And I never care about critics
And them niggas who ain't with it
Give a f*ck about opinions
All you bitch niggas can get it (Huh)
You know I'm the realest (Huh)
You know we the illest kill it shit
I'm done with all that non-sense
All y'all niggas do is pop shit (Yeah)
Remember living at my pops shit
Now a nigga living and I got it I'm good
Y'all f*cking with the crew shit
Y'all ain't doing what we do
Y'all ain't moving how we move
We keep this shit true
Hidden Gs the truth shit
When I'm in the booth
Spit these words spit these verbs
Turn into foreign parked on the curb
That's my word when I swerve shit
You know it's f*ck what you heard
You know I'm fly like the birds in the sky
Getting high like the clouds how fly (Yeah ay)
Who the f*ck is this (Oh shit)
It's Dolla
Slow down slow down
He did what
Word word word
Don't worry about I be on my way
One
He sent an SOS
Homie in distress
Told him don't you ever let them see you pressed
Grab that vest
It's time to ride
Relieve that stress
We pulled up on him that nigga sensed the strength
His life froze up on him
There's no more time for him
He seen the light sent him back to darkness homie
Never known one to survive to tell me about that other side
Yeah no heaven or hell
Sin prevail
Time will tell
Death to all
You live that tale
You seen it all
You care to tell
Cause I listen well
I listen well
Hidden Gs
SOS
Writer: Kharee Bellamy, Michael Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid