Gunna - Out The Hood
Written by:Gunna
Run that back Turbo
I'm out the hood but I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money this is our summer
I'm out the hood but I'm still a hood baby
Yeah I'm still going crazy make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
F**k these ni**as who hate me
I'm inside the store keep a bodyguard
B**ch I can't be poor put that cat in sport
Whip like seven more
All my kids ain't gon' have chores
Rolex no Michael Kors
Crib up with a gym and a mini-golf course
Hittin' it off of the slam and ball in the rim when I score
Smoke a lot of grams
You would've thought I knew a grower
Sip more than an ounce
I never imagined what I'd pour
Don't know the amount
I'm out the hood
But I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics
Keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx
Keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money
This is our summer
I'm out the hood
But I'm still a hood baby
Yeah I'm still going crazy
Make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes
I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
F**k these ni**as who hate me
I'ma give'em hell
Show'em how you all well
Pay my ni**a bail
My new b**ch fine as hell
Co***ne polish on her nails
One of a kind for real
Got her on exotic smell
B**ch you up like shell
But that ap time gon' tell
Send a bale in the mail
Damn we slick and slimey like jail
We ain't takin' no L
Ni**a better not cross our trail
It get hotter than Hell
Might die my dreads blonde like Odell
And take up the sales
I'm out the hood
But I'm hood melodic
I smoke good narcotics
Keep my diamonds polished
Throw a dime in Onyx
Keep them dollars coming
Look at all this money
This is our summer
I'm out the hood
But I'm still a hood baby
Yeah I'm still going crazy
Make these labels pay me
Bought a new Mercedes
I come from where it get crazy
I'm chasing this paper daily
F**k these ni**as who hate me