Gunna – Out the Hood Lyrics

Gunna – Out the Hood Lyrics
Out the Hood
Gunna
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    "Out the Hood." - Gunna

    Album: Drip or Drown 2
    Track No: 14
    (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 comin'
    Look at all this money
    This is our summer
    I'm out the hood
    But I'm still a hood baby
    I'm still goin' crazy
    I make these labels pay me
    I bought a new Mercedes
    I come from where it get crazy
    I'm chasin' this paper daily
    Fuck these **** who hate me
    I'm inside the store
    Keep a bodyguard
    Bitch, I can't be poor
    Put that Cat in sport
    Then like seven more
    All my kids ain't gon' have chores
    Rolex, no Michael Kors
    Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course
    End it off with a slam and ball in the rim when I score
    Smoke a lotta grams
    You woulda thought I knew a grower
    Sip more than an ounce, I never measure what I 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 comin'
    Look at all this money
    This is our summer
    I'm out that hood
    But I'm still a hood baby
    I'm still goin' crazy
    I make these labels pay me
    I bought a new Mercedes
    I come from where it get crazy
    I'm chasin' this paper daily
    Fuck these **** who hate me
    I'ma give 'em hell
    Show 'em how you all well
    Pay my **** bail
    My new bitch fine as hell
    Cocaine polish on her nails
    One of a kind, for real
    Got her on exotic smells
    Bitch, you roll like shell
    But that AP, time gon' tell
    Send a bale in the mail
    We slick and slimy like gel
    Ain't takin' no L
    **** better not cross our trail
    Get hotter than Hell
    Might dye my dreads blond like Odell
    Let's take up the sales
    I'm out the hood
    But my hood melodic
    I smoke good narcotics
    Keep my diamonds polished
    Throw a dime in Onyx
    Keep them dollars comin'
    Look at all this money
    This is our summer
    I'm out that hood
    But I'm still a hood baby
    I'm still goin' crazy
    I make these labels pay me
    I bought a new Mercedes
    I come from where it get crazy
    I'm chasin' this paper daily
    Fuck these **** who hate me

    Writer(s): Chandler Durham, Keshawn Gilmore, Morgan Matthews & Sergio Kitchens.

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