Hobby

Lyrics
[Intro] (Ladies and gentlemen, my main man, Jaimoe) Ayy, gang, gang [Chorus] Hop out the coupe and I'm icey (Whoa) I know that these niggas don't like me (Whoa) I got a bitch with a body (Whoa) And all these rappers gettin' bodied (Bodied) Make gettin' some money your hobby I tell the shit how it is That's why these niggas don't like me Pull up and handle the biz (Gang) In the back of the truck, me and Chris I cop' a new chain, everybody hate Chris I'm deep in the water with fish Hundred band juug and I'm takin' that risk She can get fucked but she can't get a kiss Young nigga came from the bottom (Ayy) I came from the dirt (Ground) Where I came from, man, my pockets was hurt (Ayy) [Verse] But I ran it up (Ran it up) I pull out the bank, young nigga got bucks Bussin' that chopper, lil' niggas be ducks Step up to us, get crushed (Smash) Lil' nigga ridin' the hemi (Hemi) Foot on the Ben, Bentley Fuckin' with us, you so silly A lot of goons and they with me Makin' these plays around the city Stackin' the tens, twenties and fifties (Damn) Fuck 'em, they was never with me (Whoa) You can get hit with the semi (Boaw!) You can get hit with your arm or your leg, call up the gang and you dead Free the young niggas that's all in the Feds Out in the streets, I got cred' These niggas goofies, I don't got to say it Gave him a P, he didn't even weigh it We some young niggas, live life on the edge Bussin' these plays, dodgin' these feds Do what I do, stay on my shit Stay at this shit tryna get rich I got the aim, still won't never miss We back and forth on the road, I got a show in Austin Get to the green, no Boston (Whoa) I make 'em mad 'cause I really be flossin' [Chorus] Hop out the coupe and I'm icey (Ice) I know that these niggas don't like me (Ice) I got a bitch with a body (Body) And all these rappers gettin' bodied (Bodied) Make gettin' some money your hobby (Whoa) I tell the shit how it is That's why these niggas don't like me (Yeah) Pull up and handle the biz In the back of the truck, me and Chris I cop' a new chain, everybody hate Chris I'm deep in the water with fish Hundred band juug and I'm takin' that risk She can get fucked but she can't get a kiss Young nigga came from the bottom (Ayy) I came from the dirt Where I came from, man, my pockets was hurt
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Credits
- Writers
- IceBirds
- Jaimoe (Producer)