Hidin’ In Da Bushes

Smug Mang, Sickboyrari

Hidin' in the bushes- Hi-hidin' in the bushes In the bushes, in the bushes With a mask and a pistol grip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip And when I hop out on your Ass I'mma let it rip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip And when I hop out on your Ass I'mma let it rip Hopped out the scrape thang Gold up, Kray is so iced out Gucci Bezels like I'm John Wayne Gold chain, frost bite so I twerk my wrist 2 cellphones on me saggin' in the ride Juug stuff white on the low, pow pow drop Bitch I'll go, icy diamonds in my throat Wave god, space god Smokin' with you, with you know In the casa smokin' dro Icy mask up on my face go finna rob a hoe Gothed up, 10 goths Trapped out, I can't see none gold Waitin' for the smoke to clear Shinin' like a polar bear I said like a polar bear Bitch I'm Wayne Gretzky Stylin' with the tech bitch Shawty still text me, 2 damn phones Bitch don't even tax me you are so nasty We don't give no fuck, came through Gucci Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip And when I hop out on your Ass I'mma let it rip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a Mask and a pistol grip And when I hop out on your Ass I'mma let it rip Smug Mang, Smug God I'm so gothed on all around the world Baby here I come, baby it's all gone Me and Weezy Smug and Black will kill this song I don't care what they say It ain't cool to be soft Don't smoke my drugs What you try'na piss me off? Run my shit like lotta Xans, lotta Voss Don't even check what that shit cost Coppin' everything I want Dirty money love the floor Private jets, 1 million flown Always keep my shades on That's why they askin' me what The fuck I be on , what the fuck I need? I need more karma, I need less drama Do this Smug Music for all my patna Try'na make it Drive them Audi's and them 'Rari's Fuckin' up the club and every house party Fuckin' up the club try'na make it in Drive them Audi's and them 'Rari's Fuck the club up and every house party

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