Trilogy

@rimryda02 Күн бұрын

Imagine being in the middle of the

@therealbrucewayne16 9 күн бұрын

The 2nd best song imo on Hob

@Unstoppable2923 11 күн бұрын

anybody listening in 2025?

@HopoutandhawkemdownBeavis 17 күн бұрын

1:55 the singing in the background is so 🔥🔥🔥🔥 that’s my favorite part. Yeaaaaa baby

@sarasmith6653 18 күн бұрын

love this shit MAN!!!!!!

@libonstolepita6940 19 күн бұрын

Riding with this is nice

@Mewtwo360gamezthe24 24 күн бұрын

Anyone in 2024

@lagarita4000 Ай бұрын

Te best

@BigWaters-qg9th Ай бұрын

💗💗💗🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

@CBXArmory Ай бұрын

I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello" Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be counting up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talking matching lambos At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain't never letting go And I get high with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cooking pies I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello" I hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands I just might snatch up a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb' I might just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring She ain't wantin' for nothin' because I got her everything It's Big ZooWap from the bando, remind me where I can't go Remy Boyz got the stamp though, count up hella them bands though Boy, how far can your bands go? Fetty Wap, I'm living fifty thousand K, how I stand tho If you checking for my pockets, I'm like And I get high with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello" Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be counting up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talking matching lambos At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain't never letting go I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll Remy Boy Fetty eating shit up, that's fasho I'll run in your house, then I'll fuck your ho Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', yeah Yeah, you hear my boy Soundin' like a zillion bucks on the track I got whatever on my boy, whatever Put your money where your mouth is Money on the wood make the game go good Money out of sight cause fights Put up or shut up, huh? Nitt Da Gritt, huh, RGF Productions Squad

@prasts96 Ай бұрын

0:56

@cactustree6679 Ай бұрын

Not a single hater in sight.

@chroma6947 Ай бұрын

Yk dat

@bexsgfreal Ай бұрын

it wasn’t in fact the real thing

@taylorlinyard3533 Ай бұрын

I never knew this was J Cole I just remember this being a hit when I was a kid. No wonder I loved it.

@TolliverMarshall-g2i Ай бұрын

2024 😢

@daveconrad6562 Ай бұрын

Only one God foo

@Oqqvdvd 2 ай бұрын

Lovee thisss

@astronaut_11 2 ай бұрын

Is this dude ever gonna stop shooting me

@user-tz8qi 2 ай бұрын

am i the only non black gen z perosn here lmfao

@Soofux 2 ай бұрын

903 shots

@E.MADNESS 2 ай бұрын

Who here in 1738

@luisortiz1965 2 ай бұрын

Damn this shit was fuego back then

@Urfavbrowni3 2 ай бұрын

0:39

@realmelio 2 ай бұрын

W

@EmmanRyleBorja 2 ай бұрын

I JUST WANNA STILL IN THE SONG BRO💪

@i4celeste 2 ай бұрын

2:54

@saybah. 2 ай бұрын

AMNESIA, PUT UR MIND IN A DREAMWORLD

@CarmenCampospecino 3 ай бұрын

When this song was reléase i was 4 now im 14 man😢. I was born the wrong time😢😢😢😢

@Lost_pimp 3 ай бұрын

I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello" Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be counting up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talking matching lambos At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain't never letting go And I get high with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cooking pies I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello" I hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands I just might snatch up a 'Rari and buy my boo a Lamb' I might just snatch her a necklace, drop a couple on a ring She ain't wantin' for nothin' because I got her everything It's Big ZooWap from the bando, remind me where I can't go Remy Boyz got the stamp though, count up hella them bands though Boy, how far can your bands go? Fetty Wap, I'm living fifty thousand K, how I stand tho If you checking for my pockets, I'm like And I get high with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah And I can ride with my baby (my baby) I be in the kitchen cooking pies I'm like, "hey, what's up, hello" Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remix it for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be counting up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talking matching lambos At 56 a gram, 5 a hundred grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work that damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain't never letting go I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll Remy Boy Fetty eating shit up, that's fasho I'll run in your house, then I'll fuck your ho Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin', yeah Yeah, you hear my boy Soundin' like a zillion bucks on the track I got whatever on my boy, whatever Put your money where your mouth is Money on the wood make the game go good Money out of sight cause fights Put up or shut up, huh? Nitt Da Gritt, huh, RGF Productions Squad