HOLLYWOOD

Lyrics

[Intro: Supa Bwe] One, hut, Two, hut Three, hut, four, hut One, hut, Two, hut Three, hut, four, hut I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there, there, there (Three, hut, four, hut) [Pre-Chorus: Supa Bwe] These bitches be trippin' and childish She actin' all bougie, lil' bitch I got mileage If your nigga broke, then go get you a pilot 'Cause I'm high as fuck while I'm flyin' to islands My bitch lookin' foreign, same place DJ Khaled from These bitches boring, they act like Kardashian's I want to fuck but just hit from the back of them Heard there's a party, inviting a pack of 'em [Chorus: Supa Bwe] I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) [Verse 1: Supa Bwe] I'm big bully proof, nigga I would hate me too, I probably would, nigga, yeah I'm going pearly whirly Niggas tweakin' cause they blue, I probably could, nigga, yeah I'm going Hollywood I can't hear now because you wasn't blood, you wasn't there (Hollywood) Horror story, but I made it out While my niggas' books still there I'm going Hollywood, nigga I would hate me too, I probably would, nigga, yeah (Hollywood) This too much truth for you Hollywood niggas Life's not fair (Hollywood) Big Glock on me, flex revival, try me, aim it your hair She put it on me like a chair I wish a nigga would, double dare [Pre-Chorus: Supa Bwe] These bitches be trippin' and childish She actin' all bougie, lil' bitch I got mileage If your nigga broke, then go get you a pilot 'Cause I'm high as fuck while I'm flyin' to islands My bitch lookin' foreign, same place DJ Khaled from These bitches boring, they act like Kardashian's I want to fuck but just hit from the back of them Heard there's a party, inviting a pack of 'em [Chorus: Supa Bwe] I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) [Verse 2: Iman Shumpert] A seat at the table to say the least I do not fit in with niggas that never eat I do not talk to no woman that think it's sweet Had a few comments since everyone mad at me I got a bag on me, I got a bag on me I guess I lend all my ears to the faculty Move the money like Lindsay and Master P Daughter a genius, my wife is a masterpiece (Yeah) Pack of 'em, I got a pack of it Back of the party, that's accurate Actin' like I ain't got nothing to lose 'Cause I ain't got nothin' to prove (I ain't got nothin' to prove) I'm in the cut with a move Please, do not step on my shoes You try to play me, you lose All that stuntin' you do All that frontin' you don't move it [Pre-Chorus: Supa Bwe] These bitches be trippin' and childish She actin' all bougie, lil' bitch I got mileage If your nigga broke, then go get you a pilot 'Cause I'm high as fuck while I'm flyin' to islands My bitch lookin' foreign, same place DJ Khaled from These bitches boring, they act like Kardashian's I want to fuck but just hit from the back of them Heard there's a party, inviting a pack of 'em [Chorus: Supa Bwe] I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut) I'm there (One, hut, Two, hut) I'm there (Three, hut, four, hut)