The Hopie Spitter
Refrain:
Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard
Verse 1:
When I was, just a knee high with busted Levi’s
Tell me it wasn’t necessary to carry a big stick
Get ready to rip with the big dogs was the mission
I’ve had another one to listen, baddest of the children, I
F*cked around, knuckled up, made rounds
’til I came out to tell my PO speed down
Meanwhile life on the pavement ain’t waitin’
No stranger to hard work, hurt until it’s early then
Gotta move
I was a faulty chick with a chip and had sh*t to prove
I could be something you could feel, I sip on my tequil I’m
Sittin’ in the corner and I got a blanket sealed so
This is where the don breed at
What they match clean[?] nails with alarm green gaffe
Flippin’ ponytails yellin’, “where my team at?”
Yeah that’s the business, can you get with this?

Refrain:
Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard
Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Verse 2:
So, welcome to the land of Hopie
Five-o’s be seldom ‘cause they can’t approach me bro-ski
I’m the mayor of the sinister
Pay or get a facelift, I presently administer and
In case it’s too basic I use a scalpel with rust if it’s palpable
I’m just runnin’ at the mouth
You know I’m doin’ anything to keep my fam stout
No I don’t need a wedding ring, I got a bank ‘count
That’s real, got my hustle down to a f*ckin’ science, silence
I need your attention men, there’s the rest of them
And there’s a strong willed woman of survival
Got ammunition in the kitchen with a Bible
Tools and vestibules, bombs and a silo
I know I’m doin’ much, actin’ hella tough
But you want a trick in heels, a trill in the clutch
Refrain:
Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard

Better aks somebody
B-b-better aks somebody
Better aks somebody
H-H-Hopie spits hard