Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning

No motherf**kin' typo

That's like Westside Compton with no psychos

That's like Beverly Hills with no lipo

F**k around and jack some five no Michael

Hello a hundred thousand in the mattresses

I'm Hollywood yeah I only f**k actresses

I'm in Cannes France

You don't know where that sh*t is

SLR that's where the ratchet is

I'm in the Amber Rose rolls with Amber Rose hoes

Sorry Wiz that's how the rap sh*t it is

You can take it as a shot or free promo

But everybody in this motherf**ker know I'm loco

Anne Rogers [ ] knock the man off your polo

Used to scare the sh*t out you niggers with my old flow

Post-documentary Comptons most wanted

I'll finish you off like this Corona while I'm yawning

I'll finish you off like this Corona while I'm yawning

And roll up that OG kush like motherf**ker

Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning

Me and Skee been doing this

Y'all had Snoop

I'll put the Piru in this

Look at all these fake a** bloods trying to ruin it

Everything red down to the 'Ye Louis kicks

And who is this

With the all red crucifix

Navy blue Cardinal fitted I'm a lunatic

Flow like the uzi spit

Hoppin' out the newest sh*t windows down

Disturbin' the peace

B**ch I'm Ludacris

Used to be on the block moving rocks from 2 to 6

Jimmy Iovine money feeding on some Jewish sh*t

Whips transform

Shia Lebouf my newest sh*t

Caramelo yellow Camaro 22's

And If a ni**a run up

I'm a f**k dem up

I sung your new rap niggas

West coast niggas got crazy game

When you get off the plane

Better guard your chain

Man f**k this sh*t

Mars tell these motherf**kers

Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning

Hood morning