Hop Out

Hop out, bam, my pistol tucked I made the bitch get on my nuts I held a Glock and watch him, struck Hollow tips rip through his guts Had them bullets, watchin' cut Hah, still can't watch it through Yeah, my bitch, she bad as shit (Jalen Go Kraz) Got these bitches mad as fuck I lost all the ones I loved She just right next to me I can't make this shit up Tell me, what do you want? Said I won't talk He said it was beef I hit this bitch to my song Know I thought, you was my type Oh, you mad 'cause I'm at yo' bitch house? You tried to up this damn fye Know I'll shoot this bitch up, drank givin' me hiccups In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups In that bitch, I was doin' chin-ups Haha (Bitch) (Come here, come here) (Rino) Rino Lil' Rino (Lil' Rino, hah, lil' Rino) It's lil' Rino and Shine, lil' Rino Go, go, go, oh, oh, oh (Jalen Go Kraz) Y'all niggas sip green Got a lot on my jeans And my chain on freeze She my California breeze Do this shit with the ease .223 in my jeans Bitch, I got what you need Get his ass clapped, put him off the map She like how I rap, she knowin' they cap Ridin' Maybach, she so laid back Get 'em on my drill, they was on my back Double R, blackout that bitch Got extended mag, make they ass get up in the car Until they fuckin' get yo' ass He be talkin' crazy out the side of his neck 'til I get ass splat I heard yo' boyfriend pussy, and I heard that he a rat I'll never switch on my partners, I got millions of dollars I'll get his ass tied up, I'm with shottas, if it's a problem I'm a motherfuckin' baby, I need my motherfuckin' lean bottle I don't pop no bottles, I fuck models, yeah, I love 'em I'm a motherfuckin' baby, I need my motherfuckin' lean bottle I don't pop no bottles, I fuck models, yeah, I love 'em (Bitch) Hop out, bam, my pistol tucked I made the bitch get on my nuts I held the Glock and watch him, struck Hollow tips rip through his guts Had them bullets, watchin' cut Hah, still can't watch it through Yeah, my bitch, she bad as shit (Jalen Go Kraz) Got these bitches mad as fuck I lost all the ones I loved She just right next to me I can't make this shit up Tell me, what do you want? Said I won't talk He said it was beef I hit this bitch to my song Know I thought, you was my type Oh, you mad 'cause I'm at yo' bitch house? You tried to up this damn fye Know I'll shoot this bitch up, drank givin' me hiccups In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups In that bitch, I was doin' chin-ups Haha