HulleyGulley teedalee thabackwoodvocalist - They thought i wasnt gonna be shit Lyrics

Mr. Alowski, hulley, listen
They thought I wasn't gonna be shit
Cause I waited all week since I was 46
Nigga, the blessed beast like this

By 47, you niggas gonna be in heaven
Shootin' dice, call the point and then roll the seven
Shit, that's my math
Think I'm playin', bitch, ask about me

It don't make me do a lot of motherf*ckin' ass work
It's killin' my dog
Tell your pussy I said
Hunnid dollars and a hunnid dollars in T-Money, bro

I'll pay that, nigga, f*ck
Back to these lyrics over real, nigga
Turn this shit up real, I'll bang this shit
So your motherf*ckin' niggas can feel it

Let me use your brain for a minute, real quick, shit
Alright, come on, listen, listen
Bitch, we goin' down hill fast and motherf*ckin' on a bike, shit
Hill, we came steep

Hollies know the hill so deep, shit
A car came in front of the bike path
The car stopped, the door opened up, blastin' hollies
The sound waves brought the bike to them, please stop, shit

And then the car pulled off
Abracadabra, I don't know where I had her
Blood in my mouth, I hit the spliff
I had to take it out, and look at it

Like, goddamn, what the f*ck is this
Lettuce on fire, man
Ramblin' on shit, ayy
I want me a Fifth Avenue villa, shit

With a pistol that smoke me behind the stereo
But that bitch is in my lap, shit
Cause it's 2024, man
You niggas done snapped

Got my way, man, shit
For as little as a nickel to buy a pickle
These niggas'll peel your cap, shit
Got your shit open like an M-Snapback, yeah

Well, it's Shave-X, shit, yes
Priority gone forever
And his mama in the hospital, like
Mama, baby, mama, baby

The only nigga that don't mix, goddammit
Like Steph Curry, shit
And vocabulary, just like Keith Murray, shit
You niggas gon' quit playin' with me, goddammit

You don't quit playin' with me, goddammit
Yes, you are, shit
You don't quit playin' with me
Hollies don't play no f*ckin' games, baby

You know all the shit
Oh, goddammit, I don't know what the f*ck you think, goddammit, shit
I don't know who you think I am, goddammit, shit
But I'm in here, man, motherf*ckers, eatin' time to the side

And knock down a bitch, I'll let that bitch ride
I want anybody in my f*ckin' wake, nigga
I don't give a f*ck today, baby
Yo, woah, woah, woah, woah, like shit

You all watta do, goddammit
Let's get in these dub-bops, scoop out family
I'ma send a text
Yeah, you feelin' me? Come on, yeah

Hey, yo, woah, woah, woah
Yo, yo, Mr. Yo, woah
Alouski
Mr. Hully, goddamned, gully goddamned

Stop playin' with me
Ain't no fuddy-duddy, goddamned, yeah
Ain't your buddy, goddamned, yeah
Yo, woah, woah

Yo, woah, woah
Yo, woah, woah
Keep it down
Hully, goddamned, gully goddamned

Ain't no goddamned fuddy-duddy, nah
Yo, woah, woah
Yo, woah, woah
Yo, woah, woah

Yo, woah, woah
Yo, woah, woah