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Versuri Softwilly & Crispy Concords feat. FLANK, Khantrast, AVGOTDRIP – HOODED lyrics

[Intro: Khantrast]
Huh, huh
(AV with that drip, ho)
Woo, woo

[Verse 1: Khantrast]
Like word to my dead
They talkin’ to me, but where is bread? (Where is it at?)
She ain’t scared of the neck
And the head game dumb like I married a sped, uh-huh
Like give me the loot, bitch
I got a toolkit, aim at your head, uh-huh
And this bitch try playin’ me
I had check her, we ain’t playin’ chess, huh
Baby, ain’t no competition, when I say I body ‘em, it ain’t a threat
C-came with my gang and them, they cannot hang with us
Yo-yo, Flank, let’s put ‘em to bed

[Verse 2: Flank]
Like you better move, b-big V12 and I’m lettin’ it loose
Give a fuck what they say on the news
Could give a fuck if you makin’ a move
Like what you trying to do?
I’m overseas off the Wocky and shrooms
Couple baddies done walked in the room
Drop the addy, my n–– gon’ move
KJ, Ray J, they get it packed up
In a Benz and I’m countin’ my racks up
If you forgot the V, then we sendin’ it faster
Got two twin ghost cars, sound like Casper
In a club, but I got keep the pole ‘round me
Swear the opps tryna see what they know about me
Catch a whole lot of shots that you throw around me
We countin’ the spiral, we can’t get the hoes off us

[Verse 3: Khantrast & Flank]
Ayo Flank, chill the fuck out now, don’t make it hot
Nah, fuck that aim at his top
Nah, aim at his legs, now we making ‘em bop
Lil’-lil’ bro put a deuce on the Wock’
I be cooking it up like its straight from the Wock’
Hit the plug, he gonna send me the drop
And he leaving ‘em crispy like he run the block

[Bridge: Khantrast]
And he like damn
And he like damn

[Verse 4: Crispy Concords]
Smokin’ on, smokin’ on, smokin’ on, smokin’ on opps
Ain’t takin’ no lemon drops, but these boys gettin’ shot (Hold on, hold on, hold on)
He tryna make it, but everything he do, man, that shit flopped
If I hit and the pussy whack, then that bitch gettin’ blocked
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Reach for my chain, I’ma send you to heaven
She slurpin’ my shit, no 7/11
I’m buildin’ it up like I’m Tyler Blevins, ayy, like I’m Ninja
I fuck a white bitch out in Virginia (Huh?)
And she ginger, hold on, hold on, hold on, wait
Top five (Yeah), you crash the whip, you cannot drive
I’m seein’ red like a stop sign (Woo)
She said that she don’t fuck with white guys
But for me, she’ll make an exception
My diamond, they see it like it was reflection
I’m seein’ the money, I get an erection
He callin’ me pussy, that gotta be projection, I gotta eat

[Verse 5: Khantrast]
I gotta go, they up it to me, I don’t like talkin’, bro
Look, me and Crispy finna two man a mission and we probably ghost
Fa-fa-fa-fa, at yo’ top, leave yo’ coffin afloat
In the spot and we doin’ the most
Them white boys shocked like woah, woah, woah, woah

[Outro: Crispy Concords]
I think I may be a narcissist, don’t care about none of these women (What?)
She not gon’ fuck with you, but on the first link, I’m hittin’ (On God)
Me, Khan and Flank at the top (Huh?), and that is a given
Me, Khan and Flank at the top (What?), and that is a given