HOOD RICH.

Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Hood rich
No it ain’t a stretch
Three stacks, still got nothing on Andre
Don’t matter now though 'cause I’m in the fray
Hood rich
Yeah, I’m hood rich
Got mad manks 'cause I’m so hood rich
I’m so dank
Mankiest of the mank
Got these new adidas sweatpants
'cause I’m like old Uncle Frank
Hood rich
Best in the land
Ghetto king
And I mean that man
Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Pull up to the club, got some 10 bands
Throw it on them girls 'cause I’m fly, man
I waste my bands on some fresh Vans, screw the Jordan brand, I’m too good for
that man
48 shingles on my main shack
My neighbors tryna steal them, man that’s whack
I may be rich but it doesn’t mean I’m broke
I know that sounds retarded, but it still has some logic
Watch out for the air around me, the fire I spit is toxic
Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Hood rich
Hood rich
Making mad money 'cause I’m so hood rich
Hittin' you up with another fire verse
'cause Zucc don’t stop, no need to rehearse
Spitting so much, I’m getting hoarse
Yeah man
Zach Love X, Captain Zucc, and Z-Dawg
Whatever you wanna call me in the dialogue
OG, hood rich
Buy some new fake Vans?
Wurde ich
Speaking German 'cause I got my homies in Berlin
Don’t dank with me
I got more goons than MF DOOM and Kingpin
Plagiarism?
Nah, Gambino inspiration
Well, Z-Dawg fire sublime rhymes aspire
Dropping truth like a tower crier
Zucc, hood rich