🔊 Intro (2 Bars):
Ayy…
If you know, you know. Ain’t no subtitles for this one.
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🎶 Hook (8 Bars):
Hood talk, big step—ain’t no tiptoe (nah)
Bricks in the whip, and the tint low (skrrt)
Glick got a drum like a disco (brrt!)
Still pop out where the rent go (zone)
Whip blacked out like a limo (ghost)
P’s get flipped like a intro (wrap it)
Shorty got aim with the grip, though (bang!)
Say she love risk—so I bent low (wooo!)
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🎤 Verse 1 – 1.5-Bar Setup (16 Bars):
Came from the trap where the pots talk
Fiends had more heart than the block got
Tucked two beams in a knockoff
Still went fed with a hot spot (brrr!)
Ski mask ready for the pop-out
Door swing open like a drop-top
Heard he talk loud—now he cropped out
Loyalty real ‘til it tap out (gone)
Switch on the stick got a hiccup
Beam on his chest like a sit-up
Plug speak codes when he pick up
Got a new route through the pickup (run it)
Shorty got weight, no gym play
Said she don't snitch, just spin bae
Stack in the floor like a rent day
Hood talk, coded like a sensei (facts)
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🎶 Hook (Repeat):
Hood talk, big step—ain’t no tiptoe (nah)
Bricks in the whip, and the tint low (skrrt)
Glick got a drum like a disco (rat-tat!)
Still pop out where the rent go (move!)
Whip blacked out like a limo (stealth)
P’s get flipped like a intro (serve!)
Shorty got aim with the grip, though (grrt!)
Say she love risk—so I bent low (zone!)
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🎤 Verse 2 – 1.5-Bar Setup (16 Bars):
Trenches got code like a SIM card
Don’t say names on the ring card
Bag too big for a gift card
Still get packs through the dispatch (facts)
Talk slick, get his jaw wired
I don’t do peace, just barbed wire
Came from a cell to the car tire
Now I throw ink like a bard scribe (Moody!)
Slide like the plug got Wi-Fi
Three phones, each with a side high
Still got opps in the archive
Catch him outta bounds, it's a drive-by (brrr!)
Still tote lead like a notebook
Still serve green with a dope look
Talk too much, he a whole book
We don’t do rats, that’s the code, crook! (nah)
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🎶 Hook – Final Bounce:
Hood talk, big step—ain’t no tiptoe (go!)
Bricks in the whip, and the tint low (ride)
Glick got a drum like a disco (bang!)
Still pop out where the rent go (zone!)
Whip blacked out like a limo (ghosted)
P’s get flipped like a intro (wrap!)
Shorty got aim with the grip, though (clap!)
Say she love risk—so I bent low (Moody Loe!)
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🔚 Outro (2 Bars):
Hood talk ain’t loud, it’s coded.
Speak in motion, not emoji.
MoodyLoe
