Hood Love Story

[Intro]
Grrah
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Kenzo B (Grrah, grrah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I love you more than anything
I love you more than anything

[Chorus]
Like look
We ain't Bonnie and Clyde (At all)
But like Bonnie, you know I'ma ride (Yeah, yeah)
Seein' right through my soul when you stare in my eyes
If niggas wanna play, hope they ready to die like (Grr)
I really love your vibe
Let's go out, let me tote on your .9
And just keep it a buck, don't be tellin' me lies
If the opps actin' tough, send 'em higher than high like (On bro)
Fuck with me, I could show you in different (Likе)

[Verse 1]
You ain't happy, fuckin' with these bitches (At all)
Nonе of these bitches ain't ready to ride
I'm the first one to glide, don't ever get it twisted (Like, like)
Love shit, got a bad bitch trippin' (On bro)
Hate bein' sober now in used to sippin' (Like, what?)
He like crazy 'til I get to glitchin'
Got one time to fumble, no, I won't forgive him
We can be bigger and better than bitches and niggas together, you just wanna play (Real shit)
He know I'm litter and wetter, if I try to leave than that nigga gon' beg me to stay (Like, what?)
I cannot fuck with a nigga who front like the realest and still try to lie in my face
If that nigga try frontin' on me, he look dumber than bitches that thought they was takin' my place (You dumb?)
Who he gon' call when this shit getting real? (Like)
Who he gon' call when he ready to drill? (Like)
Who he gon' call when he ready to kill or them boys bein' heavy on him in the field? (Like, really)
And I don't give a fuck bout a spot 'cause when shit gettin' lit, who gon pass 'em the Glock? (Like me)
If the opps in the spot, who gon give 'em the drop like?
Like behind him, who makin' it hot (Grrah, grrah)
Like ('Cause I know that you bitches are not)

[Pre-Chorus]
I love you more
Oh, I love you more
Top two and I'm not two, bitch

[Chorus]
Like look
We ain't Bonnie and Clyde
But like Bonnie, you know I'ma ride (Slide)
Seein' right through my soul when you stare in my eyes
If niggas wanna play, hope they ready to die like (Grrah)
I really love your vibe
Let's go out, let me tote on your .9 (Like, like)
And just keep it a buck, don't be tellin' me lies
If the opps actin' tough, send 'em higher than high like (On bro)
Fuck with me, I could show you in different (Like)

[Verse 2]
Like what he know my body, he like that I'm tough (He do)
Bet he won't cheat 'cause he know that it's up
If I catch 'em together, they both better duck (Grrah, grrah)
With my nigga, I still keep it tucked
And I love when he drivin' and totin' his gun (Like)
Takin' risks, jackin' forever us, if my man catch a M then we both on the run (On gang)
Fuck it then I'm goin' out with my slime (Like, what?)
P-I-C like my partner in crime (Like)
All black, it is not a disguise
And we stay in all black 'cause we stay on that time (Like, like)
He could brag 'cause his bitch is a dime
And he know that them bitches is whack (On bro)
Turnin' him on when I geek with the strap and I ain't fuckin' with em if he ain't attached, no cap
Better than any lil' bitch that he had (Like)
They see me with 'em now bitches is mad (He know)
Stayin' close when we walk on the ave
If the opps try to blitz got the grip in the bag
We stay lit off the liquor the gas (Grrah)
Watch me shake it while he throwin' cash (Grrah)
If we break up so be it but I hope we last
I'ma ride with no wheels, I just hope we don't crash

[Chorus]
We ain't Bonnie and Clyde
But like Bonnie, you know I'ma ride (Slide)
Seein' right through my soul when you stare in my eyes
If niggas wanna play, hope they ready to die like (Like, like)
I really love your vibe
Let's go out, let me tote on your .9
And just keep it a buck, don't be tellin' me lies (Grrah, grrah)
If the opps actin' tough, send 'em higher than high like (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)

[Outro]
I love you more
I love you more