Gubbi Mane - Hoes Maaad Lyrics

These niggas funny
Talk about this and that then call the police
I ain't tryna talk about this and that just talk about money
She on the percs Gola on the molly
I ain't tryna sip on this and that I just sip my lean
Hoes mad I don't give no f*cks
I be with Yvan you know that's my slime
Keep that thing tucked
Keep that thing tucked
They keep that thing tucked

Like bobby shmurda hat lil bitch you know I ain't coming back
We take u off the map if u tryna f*ck 'round with the bag
That boy full of cap we kno he ain't got no money
The promethazine got me feeling like a zombie
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a zombie
I ain't even pac but they got their eyes on me

I got y/project on my body
No balenciaga on my feet I swear that shit is so basic
Say you on a jet oh my nigga why you capping?
I be in Paris on the runway shout-out harpy
You mad because you broke
You are too loud I cannot sleep so I pour me a 4
All these niggas on my D they call me I ignore
Call me I ignore yeah they call me I ignore
I give them a taste, they say please j'en veux encore
Wesh t'en veux encore
So i give you more
So i give you more
So i give you more
J'en veux encore
J'en veux encore
J'en veux encore

Like bobby shmurda hat lil bitch you know I ain't coming back
We take u off the map if u tryna f*ck 'round with the bag
That boy full of cap we kno he ain't got no money
The promethazine got me feeling like a zombie
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a
Sippin on this dirty got me feeling like a zombie
I ain't even pac but they got their eyes on me