Hood Trophy (Explicit)

Rucci

I just put forgiatos on a bens

(You hear me?)

I just went cartiers on my lens

(You hear me?)

Big diamonds in my teeth when I grin

(You hear me?)

Big steppin every time I step in

(You hear me?)

We aint rocking with no stocky this a drum

(You hear me?)

Hot boy hood trophy number one

(You hear me?)

Nigga say it with your chest where you from

(You hear me?)

Still active even when I’m on the run

(You hear me?)

Peysoh

Hot boy hood trophy im that boy in the slums

You better run when you see me im as sick as they come

We hop out big cannon where the **** is you from

If he bang the wrong thing then I promise he done

Slide through the evil side boy you best keep a gun

Cause imma rabbit Southside they’ll spark you for fun

I heard they want to see me dead cause they know im the one

But you bleed how I bleed so if you see me its up

Like sum gum on your seat boy I promise its stuck

You see them philly p hats boy your *** better duck

How you miss a whole clip damn you opp niggas suck

Most hated still outside ***** I don’t give a ****

Rucci

I just put forgiatos on a bens

(You hear me?)

I just went cartiers on my lens

(You hear me?)

Big diamonds in my teeth when I grin

(You hear me?)

Big steppin every time I step in

(You hear me?)

We aint rocking with no stocky this a drum

(You hear me?)

Hot boy hood trophy number one

(You hear me?)

Nigga say it with your chest where you from

(You hear me?)

Still active even when I’m on the run

(You hear me?)

KINGMOSTWANTED

Im still active when I was even on the run

I don’t think they hear me well you gon hear this gun

My bro got a blue flag but im banging bloods

We came in while he was sleep got something wake him up

I don’t wear Cartiers, Her feelings I don’t care

The ecstasy bussing got it hot up in here

Let the homie see where im at I bust a flare

Go **** him try and hurt my feelings mama that’s a dare

Im a westside nigga yea the best type nigga

Red rags to the right not the left side nigga

Everything for the win why settle for less my nigga

My Glock won’t jam but my tec might nigga

Might as well label B Dub the hood trophy

Don’t come Askin for sips im drinking slowly

Everybody judging my character but they don’t know me

One thing I can say I got right is I keep it one me

Bad lil slut her hair done she want to bone me

Just give me that mouth that lil coochie is not for me

Im just gon keep having sons the world need more me

Called the label using my white voice I need more please

Call my gun dora she’s a *****

I can say from all our adventures shes an explorer

I got to keep her active she hates boredom

If your ***** was some lean I might pour her haha

But I don’t think she better then wok or tris

I got to have a yellow 30 inside it or I can’t sip

That **** just make it amazing and make me flip

Put a Molly inside it oh **** im on a upper twist