Yoo
Ay
Cali
Ion want no hook on this
No hook?
No hook?
No hook at all
At all?
You tripping
My bitch she psychotic she keep going through my wallet
Ion use no condom I just got it cuz I got it
I'm looking for some xanny ima pop it when I got it
F*cked a bitch named Zanny and she gave me sloppy toppy
Puerto Rican bitch but her brother he keep talking
Watch me on the gram man I swear that nigga stalking
Claim that he a blood lil nigga get it poppin'
All my Gansta niggas they some dogs they keep barking
Know a Piru nigga and that nigga he be locked in
Catch a nigga slippin' just like Blueface I be mopping
Just got another ticket cuz I swear that I aint stoppin
Making legal money but just so used robbin'
Talking bout no Batman but them guns can get to sparkn'
Damn that shit some gas man I think the plug be fartin'
Might just f*ck my ex bitch all inside her mans apartment
She asked me if I missed her I replied with no comment
I'm sorry baby girl that's like wishing on a comet
That's like switching on my patna
That's like swishers with no ganja
I got guns ain't no problem
Bout you punk ain't no problem
I got funds for my momma
I got bro's need sum commas
Mike say I'm a mess I be gone off the meds
My dad say that I'm blessed he don't want me in the feds
My momma she the best she keep saying that I'm next
My brother he a Crip he be throwing up the set
My bitch she psychotic she keep biting on my neck
Addicted to the violence that's why my life a wreck
Say you want the pressure we gonna put it to the test
Put killas on his head cuz I seen him with a vest
I still be out with Tic
Can't post too many pics
I'm hiding from the pigs
I'm tryna beat a sentence
They tryna see me finished
I'm focused on my digits
My bitch she psychotic she held it down for a minute
She like that Gansta shit
If you with it then you with it
You can ask the gang if I said it then I did it
Staying solid call it fitness
You can't ride you a witness
Ain't my homie this a business
Homicide for them riches
I might sign with them winners
Talking Bwa
Im Talking Kevin Gates
My name hold weight
In the streets I got rank
Hothead Cali ion bang
I be letting pistols sang
Man I miss the old days
My bitch she psychotic but I swear I'm still in love
I ain't never gave a f*ck
All my niggas know wassup
And my sister know wassup
Ain't no fixing what it was
You in labor that's what's up
I'm in Decatur with the thugs
Getting paper f*ck the club
Boy I'm faded feeling drunk
Kidd just came back with the plug
It's a setup hit him up
Miss my dawg my pup
Get wit yo dawg make it right
Ain't no guns we would fight
No one on ones get right
It's been some months ya like 21 alright
I been up all night thinking bout my life
Taking flights
It be going through my mind
I be rapping all the time
Know I'm not but I'm fine
Know I'm not but I'm fine
I been on the news 3 times. Never for nothing good
I Lost my homie. My sister. My brother
Damn
My life. My story. No hook. No hook
Hothead Cali - No Hook Lyrics
Hothead Cali - No Hook Lyrics
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English
Yoo
Ay
Cali
Ion want no hook on this
No hook?
No hook?
No hook at all
At all?
You tripping
My bitch she psychotic she keep going through my wallet
Ion use no condom I just got it cuz I got it
I'm looking for some xanny ima pop it when I got it
F*cked a bitch named Zanny and she gave me sloppy toppy
Puerto Rican bitch but her brother he keep talking
Watch me on the gram man I swear that nigga stalking
Claim that he a blood lil nigga get it poppin'
All my Gansta niggas they some dogs they keep barking
Know a Piru nigga and that nigga he be locked in
Catch a nigga slippin' just like Blueface I be mopping
Just got another ticket cuz I swear that I aint stoppin
Making legal money but just so used robbin'
Talking bout no Batman but them guns can get to sparkn'
Damn that shit some gas man I think the plug be fartin'
Might just f*ck my ex bitch all inside her mans apartment
She asked me if I missed her I replied with no comment
I'm sorry baby girl that's like wishing on a comet
That's like switching on my patna
That's like swishers with no ganja
I got guns ain't no problem
Bout you punk ain't no problem
I got funds for my momma
I got bro's need sum commas
Mike say I'm a mess I be gone off the meds
My dad say that I'm blessed he don't want me in the feds
My momma she the best she keep saying that I'm next
My brother he a Crip he be throwing up the set
My bitch she psychotic she keep biting on my neck
Addicted to the violence that's why my life a wreck
Say you want the pressure we gonna put it to the test
Put killas on his head cuz I seen him with a vest
I still be out with Tic
Can't post too many pics
I'm hiding from the pigs
I'm tryna beat a sentence
They tryna see me finished
I'm focused on my digits
My bitch she psychotic she held it down for a minute
She like that Gansta shit
If you with it then you with it
You can ask the gang if I said it then I did it
Staying solid call it fitness
You can't ride you a witness
Ain't my homie this a business
Homicide for them riches
I might sign with them winners
Talking Bwa
Im Talking Kevin Gates
My name hold weight
In the streets I got rank
Hothead Cali ion bang
I be letting pistols sang
Man I miss the old days
My bitch she psychotic but I swear I'm still in love
I ain't never gave a f*ck
All my niggas know wassup
And my sister know wassup
Ain't no fixing what it was
You in labor that's what's up
I'm in Decatur with the thugs
Getting paper f*ck the club
Boy I'm faded feeling drunk
Kidd just came back with the plug
It's a setup hit him up
Miss my dawg my pup
Get wit yo dawg make it right
Ain't no guns we would fight
No one on ones get right
It's been some months ya like 21 alright
I been up all night thinking bout my life
Taking flights
It be going through my mind
I be rapping all the time
Know I'm not but I'm fine
Know I'm not but I'm fine
I been on the news 3 times. Never for nothing good
I Lost my homie. My sister. My brother
Damn
My life. My story. No hook. No hook
Ay
Cali
Ion want no hook on this
No hook?
No hook?
No hook at all
At all?
You tripping
My bitch she psychotic she keep going through my wallet
Ion use no condom I just got it cuz I got it
I'm looking for some xanny ima pop it when I got it
F*cked a bitch named Zanny and she gave me sloppy toppy
Puerto Rican bitch but her brother he keep talking
Watch me on the gram man I swear that nigga stalking
Claim that he a blood lil nigga get it poppin'
All my Gansta niggas they some dogs they keep barking
Know a Piru nigga and that nigga he be locked in
Catch a nigga slippin' just like Blueface I be mopping
Just got another ticket cuz I swear that I aint stoppin
Making legal money but just so used robbin'
Talking bout no Batman but them guns can get to sparkn'
Damn that shit some gas man I think the plug be fartin'
Might just f*ck my ex bitch all inside her mans apartment
She asked me if I missed her I replied with no comment
I'm sorry baby girl that's like wishing on a comet
That's like switching on my patna
That's like swishers with no ganja
I got guns ain't no problem
Bout you punk ain't no problem
I got funds for my momma
I got bro's need sum commas
Mike say I'm a mess I be gone off the meds
My dad say that I'm blessed he don't want me in the feds
My momma she the best she keep saying that I'm next
My brother he a Crip he be throwing up the set
My bitch she psychotic she keep biting on my neck
Addicted to the violence that's why my life a wreck
Say you want the pressure we gonna put it to the test
Put killas on his head cuz I seen him with a vest
I still be out with Tic
Can't post too many pics
I'm hiding from the pigs
I'm tryna beat a sentence
They tryna see me finished
I'm focused on my digits
My bitch she psychotic she held it down for a minute
She like that Gansta shit
If you with it then you with it
You can ask the gang if I said it then I did it
Staying solid call it fitness
You can't ride you a witness
Ain't my homie this a business
Homicide for them riches
I might sign with them winners
Talking Bwa
Im Talking Kevin Gates
My name hold weight
In the streets I got rank
Hothead Cali ion bang
I be letting pistols sang
Man I miss the old days
My bitch she psychotic but I swear I'm still in love
I ain't never gave a f*ck
All my niggas know wassup
And my sister know wassup
Ain't no fixing what it was
You in labor that's what's up
I'm in Decatur with the thugs
Getting paper f*ck the club
Boy I'm faded feeling drunk
Kidd just came back with the plug
It's a setup hit him up
Miss my dawg my pup
Get wit yo dawg make it right
Ain't no guns we would fight
No one on ones get right
It's been some months ya like 21 alright
I been up all night thinking bout my life
Taking flights
It be going through my mind
I be rapping all the time
Know I'm not but I'm fine
Know I'm not but I'm fine
I been on the news 3 times. Never for nothing good
I Lost my homie. My sister. My brother
Damn
My life. My story. No hook. No hook
Writer: Robert Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid