More Den 1 Hustle

[Intro] Sliding through finna wake up a small town Stack of them sliders, i'm finna shut the mall down... [Hook] More then one hustle trying to get rich I sold dope before I ever sent a bitch You sold your soul to them people you a snitch Half poodle, half coward, half bitch I fell off then bounced back off a zip He a lash, he look like a lick Sliding through finna wake up a small town Stack of them sliders, i'm finna shut the mall down [Verse 1] My mamma named me HD, trill nigga is biblical Keep a pound on me in-case niggas wanna get physical AR-15 shake em' fast like Mystikal Look me in my eyes, see a killer and his serial I'm checking guap out your bitch all lyrical Mouthpiece making these wheels believe in miracles Bitch niggas going federal (Snitch ass) My chopper hungry and you suckas looking edible Bearfaced no mask when I let it go Niggas get it how they live in my trap bro Track down a four but I really need an eight though I got dope dick finna give it to this bad ho The pussy good but I really need the cash though Get your mind right or get left with my last ho All about my guap little nigga i'm focused Blowing on the color purple tryna eat like Oprah [Hook] [Verse 2] Trap house 20gs in the sofa Brick of syrup in the freezer right next to the soda 9mil in the cabinet I'm a Ice City soldier 6-1 General salute or move over More then one hustle trying to get rich And when it get triffe I might have to Lil Flip We on syrup like the Screwed Up Click Lean team what is it, line up a brick I ain't never gonna quit, quitting ain't my shit Push Barry and White you could take yo pick R.I.P Boonts and Nuge I ain't selling i'm sipping And if I ever get caught in it I ain't telling i'm sitting It's that new shit Hi-Def in The Six bitch She a goer she can suck a Tic Tac through a Liquorice Ima shoot it like L'z clip a nigga from a distance Yo family ain't safe anybody gets it [Hook] [Verse 3] My posse Mob deep like the Dog Pound, waking up a small town Meet so many bitches I wish I could knock them all down Young H you wanna know how hard sound Ain't nothing soft bout these vocals that I put down On me I be going all year round LiveWire cut the check when H come out Bearfaced we a threat to you niggas now We laying suckas down every time we come around They won't stay solid don't break the oath Once you sign that statement it's murder she wrote I ain't gotta say shit you already know Just to be free again niggas sell they soul Better stick to the script and know your role I caught my first pistol case 16 years old I'm in the middle of the shit with nowhere to go Ice City 6-1 i shit is all i Know [Hook]