Lyrics Hopped Out - Eddie Lee feat. Scar Xaylor

Up in the 212
With a vibe from 03
Got these bands
Got these bottle
Got these bitches on me
Showing ass like Lizzo
Tell them haters kiss a cheek
Baby pull it to the side
And let a nigga get a peak
Snag ya boo right now
And have her loving on the D
Take the coupe hit the gas
Till it hit full speed
Let them get a head start
But still end up in the lead
And I'm glued to the bottle
Till a nigga hit his peak
Loving all the blue strips
All these big benjis
Hit the plug for the work
Scar said he need Ps
Say its static on the line
How you pussy when we meet
Man the cap don't cease

Bitch I hopped out in the 212
Givenchy on my goddamn shoe
Bad bitch gonna see what it do
Stack it up
It go straight to the roof
Hopped out
In the 212
Foreign drip
Yea they know by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do

Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna see how you move
And I'm trynna see how you groove
Fucked up
Yea these niggas gone lose
Cause they do not know what to do
They do not know the real you
All these nigga know is choose

Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna see how you move
And I'm trynna see how you groove
Fucked up
Yea these niggas gone lose
Cause they do not know what to do
They do not know the real you
All these nigga know is choose

Mix it up
Whip it up
Diamonds gone drip
Oh no no
Bad bitch
Yea she gonna call up my phone
I told her I'm not tryin do you know wrong
Don't be confused
If I don't hit your phone

Don't need these bitches cause they gone do damage
Spinning the block and we make it do damage
Claim you want smoke and I know he can't manage
Call up my shooter
He fold you like sandwich
Know they all hate when I'm winning
Can't stand it
Ran of with her
I feel like a bandit
Touchdown in your city
Know when I land in
I'm trynna make a new name
Trynna brand it

Hopped out
In the 212
Foreign drip
Yea they know by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do

Hopped out
In the 212
I put on jacket & shoe
I put my joint in it too
I put Givenchy the shoe
Hopped out
In the 212
Imma skurt off with the loot
Bitch do not know what to do
She do not know what to do

Lil bitch
I'm popping like Crisco
My diamonds dancing like disco
Slide like a lick
When I'm taking your chick
You'll be wondering
Where did my miss go
Yea bitch
I hopped out
Got the top down
Getting topped off
In a drop top
Love to pop shit
Y'all some pop tarts
And I'm taking aim
Guess its target practice
I'm a big stepper
Like the moon landing
Yea my swagger right
I get easy access
Liq all on me
I won't OD
Tell a fast ting
Ride me slowly
Got a big chip
On my shouldies
On occasion
See me with the brodies
But I'm mostly moving by my dolie
Got the cane on me
Like an oldie

So hold up lil baby
Let me get a minute
We don't want no split decisions
We don't want no easy picking
We stack it till we see a million
Then stack it till we see a trillion
I'm fucking around with these vixens
I got me the coupe and I'm dipping
I slide with the coupe and I'm