This is a song about "Dope bitches in my hood"

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

I don't live in the hood

Showed your lil' ass look

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Been bad all my life, i was raised in the hood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

What do you see in my hood, i see faggots everywhere, everywhere,

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Lifestyles of the young and the broke