[Intro]
Trouble, it's 'Blo
Roll the movie, n***a
Commercials over with, n***a
You know how we coming, n***a
Real shit, n***a
Bullshit stops here, n***a
Pablo Juan, n***a, Hoodrich (I need two, n***a, huh?)
(Uno, dos, yeah)
(Oooh)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, n***a, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, n***a fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, n***a, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm in the Christian Lou's, n***a, that's a thousand for each shoe
First pistol was a Derringer, it only shot two
Givenchy Floral, got the highs and the low tops, too
I'm a rapper with a W, they know I used to rob, too
I pull up, shooting shit up, then my n***as shooting shit
Sold my first chain, was flexing, said "fuck it", went and bought two
Came through with the killers, doing one-two
I got too much sauce, she wanna fuck, but her friend, too
Drinking the Act, it cost two
Addicted to juice, poured up a deuce
Designer down from my head to my shoes
Two foreigns, one chopped off the roof
Two choppers when I ride in the coupe
Too many blunts and I still get them ran through
Strip club, that's a band or two
Trap Zoo, we got too many animals
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, n***a, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, n***a fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, n***a, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce

[Verse 2: DrugRixh Hect]
I was thugging out in school, all the bitches wanna fuck me
I got a bomb next day and I said fuck them teachers
Got too many hoes and too many leeches
Reclining seats when I ride in the Bentley
Check the mailbox when I walk in Givenchy
F&H on me, this bitch got extensions
I robbed too many hoes, I fucked too many bitches
I got too many sticks, I got too much extensions
I done spent too much, I lost too many n***as
I remember when I had a shootout with n***as
I done been into too many shootouts with n***as
I done wiped the whole crew out of n***as
I'll wipe your whole crew out here, n***a
Everything on me is Designer, n***a
I got too much sauce, a n***a too flashy
Too many dead n***as, too many rags
Don't let the rap fool you, I'll still spank a n***a's ass
Designer on my bag when I smoke too many bags
Ride in a foreign with a paper tag
My shirt, belt, jeans, I Designered that
Two trap sticks, two hundred rounds
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, n***a, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, n***a fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, n***a, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce

[Outro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Chanels in Jeffery's, I need them, too
Red bottoms, red and the black, got them, too
My shoes cost a two
My hoe know what to do
My hoe get money, too
My hoe might shoot them, too
I ain't got on two chains, but I got on chains, too
Two, yeah
Two, n***a
Fuck you, n***a
And you, n***a
Fuck you too, n***a