Marlo – My Hood Lyrics (feat. Gunna)

[Intro]
Run that back, Turbo

[Chorus: Gunna]
Baguetties in my wristwatch (Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked (Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin’, you a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it (Bitch parked in it)
Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted (My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps, that’s why the whole team winnin’ (Play for keeps, yeah)
My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions (Uh, road, road)

[Verse 1: Marlo]
Hit the road for the millions
Tryna link up with real niggas and solid killers that’s tryna get it
I been f**kin’ on lil’ bitch for a lil’ minute, she know I’m a real one
And niggas be speakin’ that gangster shit, but when it come time, they ain’t with it
I spin your block about lil’ Gunna, he told me
Gotta get inside of my bag, gotta get that cash, I gotta stack it fast
I’ma water whip that dope, I don’t do the glass
When you come, trap really tax (Skrrt)
Had to make five bricks turn to ten, that lil’ nigga know magic
f**kin’ on a Hollywood bitch but a nigga love that ratchet (Let’s go)
And I sent Baby and Gunna a text, don’t leave without that ratchet (Fool)
And that Bape black, cost a dub, with a Caddy to match it
Slide through traffic, shippin’ that work through
Got real killers that’ll murk you
With some old killers on that dog food, free Ralo, huh

[Chorus: Gunna]
Baguetties in my wristwatch (Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked (Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin’, you a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it (Bitch parked in it)
Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted (My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps, that’s why the whole team winnin’ (Play for keeps, yeah)
My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions (Uh, road, road)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
We washin’ cash like a laundry (Wash)
Poppin’ tags, my Goyard bag hold two hundred (I hold two hundred)
CTSV on my last, dash say two hundred (Facts)
Piece I buy, it look like glass, dance with these pointers (Hit these dances with these pointers)
Throw the bands up in Onyx (Racks)
He play with me and my mans, then your fam gon’ get punished (Yeah)
Lil Marlo pull up in a Lam’, still sell yams to your buddies (Yeah)
Bank cards on me like I scam, know damn well I got money
Richard Mille, I got it flooded
Pussy on GunWunna, man, yeah, your ho love me
You remember I had that Cutlass, it had Forgis, not the bunnies (Yeah)
We came up from nothin’, now look, we worth a fortune
One-of-one shit customized, Young GunWunn done done it

[Chorus: Gunna]
Baguetties in my wristwatch (Baguetties in my wristwatch)
All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked (Gotta keep that thing)
I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block (My old block)
Yeah, that pussy always tellin’, you a whole cop (You a whole pussy)
Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it (Bitch parked in it)
Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted (My windows tinted)
Bitch, we play for keeps, that’s why the whole team winnin’ (Play for keeps, yeah)
My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions (Uh, road, road)

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