Hooty

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (We ain't come for this shit, boy, hooty-hoo)

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Uh, yeah

Leave the Black shit for Black folks (Hooty-hoo)

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]

Uh, hair like a lion, what a day, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Bathing in the sun, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I put this 'Rari on a race, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Top ten, I'm makin' plays, skrrt, skrrt

Fuckin' white bitches 'til my locs get freed

Uh, hmm, oh, I think she like me

Yeah, throw me in the frame 'cause I'm an African

Yeah, dress me up in gold 'cause I'm a classic one

Huh, country on our back, they tried to mask it, huh

Yeah, rhythm from my language, had to practice from, huh

To JNB, they learned to break our crush, huh

LeBron, Savannah showed our growth ain't stunt, huh

From segregation to the White House staff, yeah

Would say some more, but yo, they bitch ain't Black

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]

Huh, I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Hooty-hoo)

[Interlude: ScHoolboy Q]

Look at me, that shit push to start, all that shit, bitch

You gon' respect this type of shit

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Yeah, bitch, bitch

Bitch, dress me up in gold, yeah, I want the diamonds and all that

Nigga, and my daughters straight, the both of 'em, nigga

Yeah, 720 a year, you gon' pay it

[Verse 2: T.F]

Okay, uh, look

Slidin' through the city with my strap off safe

Uh, every stop sign, it got the wrapped-up tape

Uh, wait, look, skrrt, skrrt

Had to double back and get my bagged up day

Uh, hundreds stacked on hundreds, it's all profits, nigga

Money is the root and I just robbed three niggas

Uh, liquor with my lobster, I'm a mobster, nigga

I chuck deuces up, but this ain't Compton, nigga

I'm on Fig' and I'm on yeah like let's go find some bitches

We don't hear no sirens, we gon' slide relentless

Fuck the consequences, this why you signed up

Uh, keep it solid, you hit the lineup

Look, wait, fuckin' in the valley, duckin' case on case

Prayin' these lil' niggas ain't leave prints on safe (Hooty-hoo)

But look now, I'm ballin', skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Uh, pick up the strap, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, look, uh, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the strap, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]

Huh, I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Uh, pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, uh

[Outro]

Yo, what's the deal, my boy? I told you I was on my way, man, fifteen minutes ago

You got a nigga right here, sitting duck status

Where this bitch-ass nigga at, man?

Bro, chill, this my boy, man

By the way, get money, man

Hurry up, man

Alright, man, don't rush, man, easy peezy, we got this