District Hood by TAY LOVANE Lyrics
[Intro: Yung PRH]
Yayayayayayaaa
[Chorus: Yung PRH]
Flexin' on 'em damn loud (ayy)
That shit's what I can doubt (what)
Nigga, I ain't stand out
Nigga, I ain't stand out (ayy, ayy)
Only wearin' Louis V
Money on my Gucci tee (Gucci tee)
District Hood, ice on me
District Hood, fuck you B
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
(Ayy) When we take pulls on the blunt like Yah (like Yah)
Can you feel the smoke comin' down on ya? (on ya)
Shit, I'm high again, oh god (oh god)
Niggas want money, I haven't even started
(Nope)
[Verse: La1Zar]
Yayayayayayaaa
Fakin' on with the District Hood
Diamonds blinkin' in my hood
Shit just got me sinkin', up I stood
Bitches bust up in my cars
Suckin' dick and smashin' ya
Countin' stacks until I die
And I still make a Spiegelei
Lakin' bitches damn nice
I don't play these, I get bitches
What the fuck you thinkin'?
Im insane, right?
Same side
Lyin' on the floor, floor, floor
Big ass dancin' bitches, just like J-Lo, Lo, (Lo, Lo)
All my niggas hatin' you, so, so
Dawg, they runnin' for ya with the .4, .4, .4
Until I drop, I fill you up
My racks are cut, my stacks are shut
You fakin' 'cause I tapin' those
On all my shoes, I see Lacoste
My niggas are droppin' the Silla (ay)
Believe me, don't kill me like Trigger (ay)
My money is light, I'm bein' alright
Lookin' up the skylight
[Chorus: Yung PRH]
Flexin' on 'em damn loud (ayy)
That shit's what I can doubt (what)
Nigga, I ain't stand out
Nigga, I ain't stand out (ayy, ayy)
Only wearin' Louis V
Money on my Gucci tee (Gucci tee)
District Hood, ice on me
District Hood, fuck you B
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
(Ayy) When we take pulls on the blunt like Yah (like Yah)
Can you feel the smoke comin' down on ya? (on ya)
Shit, I'm high again, oh god (oh god)
Niggas want money, I haven't even started
(Nope)
Yayayayayayaaa
[Chorus: Yung PRH]
Flexin' on 'em damn loud (ayy)
That shit's what I can doubt (what)
Nigga, I ain't stand out
Nigga, I ain't stand out (ayy, ayy)
Only wearin' Louis V
Money on my Gucci tee (Gucci tee)
District Hood, ice on me
District Hood, fuck you B
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
(Ayy) When we take pulls on the blunt like Yah (like Yah)
Can you feel the smoke comin' down on ya? (on ya)
Shit, I'm high again, oh god (oh god)
Niggas want money, I haven't even started
(Nope)
[Verse: La1Zar]
Yayayayayayaaa
Fakin' on with the District Hood
Diamonds blinkin' in my hood
Shit just got me sinkin', up I stood
Bitches bust up in my cars
Suckin' dick and smashin' ya
Countin' stacks until I die
And I still make a Spiegelei
Lakin' bitches damn nice
I don't play these, I get bitches
What the fuck you thinkin'?
Im insane, right?
Same side
Lyin' on the floor, floor, floor
Big ass dancin' bitches, just like J-Lo, Lo, (Lo, Lo)
All my niggas hatin' you, so, so
Dawg, they runnin' for ya with the .4, .4, .4
Until I drop, I fill you up
My racks are cut, my stacks are shut
You fakin' 'cause I tapin' those
On all my shoes, I see Lacoste
My niggas are droppin' the Silla (ay)
Believe me, don't kill me like Trigger (ay)
My money is light, I'm bein' alright
Lookin' up the skylight
[Chorus: Yung PRH]
Flexin' on 'em damn loud (ayy)
That shit's what I can doubt (what)
Nigga, I ain't stand out
Nigga, I ain't stand out (ayy, ayy)
Only wearin' Louis V
Money on my Gucci tee (Gucci tee)
District Hood, ice on me
District Hood, fuck you B
(Whoop, whoop, whoop)
(Ayy) When we take pulls on the blunt like Yah (like Yah)
Can you feel the smoke comin' down on ya? (on ya)
Shit, I'm high again, oh god (oh god)
Niggas want money, I haven't even started
(Nope)