Preme & Swae Lee – Hopscotch Lyrics

Preme Swae Lee – Hopscotch Lyrics
Preme Swae Lee – Hopscotch Lyrics

 

Hopscotch Lyrics By Preme & Swae Lee

Hop scotch, jump into my ride, ride or die
Hop scotch, jump into her thighs, slip and slide
I know you could see the dollar signs in my eyes
I don’t want to talk to ya long, way too high
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies in my ride
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies on my line
Step outside, see me poppin’, pulling up in my ride
All we want to do is feel alive ‘fore we die

Yeah, off the magazine with the stars
Crash the limousine, stumble out
I’ma make a scene with the yacht
Baby girl a feen for that gwop

You can’t even reach money tall
New Tesla with the software installed
I still got the drink, praise God
These n***** losing but it ain’t my fault

These n***** mad but it ain’t my fault
Two hundred racks that’ll break my fall
Take off my shirt and, yeah, she taking off her bra
Jump in the drop, yeah, I mean it’s hopscotch

A lot of cameras a n**** can’t dodge
I’m going hard, n****, no soft spots
Don’t wanna see us getting money, don’t watch
I’m switching top models sitting on my crotch

Hop scotch, jump into my ride, ride or die
Hop scotch, jump into her thighs, slip and slide
I know you could see the dollar signs in my eyes
I don’t want to talk to ya long, way too high
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies in my ride
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies on my line
Step outside, see me poppin’, pulling up in my ride
All we want to do is feel alive ‘fore we die

Yellow tape the scene with the Glock
Came up serving feens ’round the clock
In my wildest dreams, never thought
I’d hop out throwin’ green at a thot

Now my money machine never stop
No lie, I’m with the team at the top
Don’t try or you gon’ leave with a shot
Oh my, my b*tch the cream of the crop

First whip came from whippin’ in the pot
Getting top while I’m sitting in the drop
Big shot, Scottie Pippen of the block
Big shot, .40 kickin’ at the opps

Ya b*tch busy, n****, please don’t call
I’m going dizzy doin’ donuts in the ‘Rar
A n**** got rich, praise God
Still can’t believe a n**** made it this far

Hop scotch, jump into my ride, ride or die
Hop scotch, jump into her thighs, slip and slide
I know you could see the dollar signs in my eyes
I don’t want to talk to ya long, way too high
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies in my ride
Chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, chirpin’, birdies on my line
Step outside, see me poppin’, pulling up in my ride
All we want to do is feel alive ‘fore we die