HB - A-LIST lyrics

[Intro] Ah, su este huele hija Ahi, el bano se queda corto Oh my god We're going to get So f**en high tonight on acid It's going to be awesome [Verse 1: Georgieboii] I hop up in the club Like "Yeah! I'm on A-List." BAD TING hands me a drink I taste it Drink and drink and drink Some more Now I'm faded Ayo Georgieboii Why you underrated? Damn, I feel like I'm on A-List If you tell my savages They can't have it They take it No fake sh** Man! I swear I should be famous! Yeah, you on a list But it ain't on the right list Homie we can step outside You trying to fight this? Baby let me get the blunt Let me light this Love the way that hugs your curves It's the tightest If my loving don't feel right Don't fight it [Hook:] I'm looking for A-List Celebrity status Get the crowd TURNT UP And do a toast with us I'm looking for A-List Celebrity status Get the crowd TURNT UP And do a toast with us, yeah [Interlude: Georgieboii, J. SVPREME & HB] Aye man we was in the 8 And it was real late Yeah we had about 4, 5 BAD TINGS wit us, man I'm talking about eights Nines and dimes And Georgie's goofy a** Couldn't even get in! Man security guard pressing us But HB...You was at the club like! [Verse 2: HB] f** your list boy Hit you with my fist boy You talking with a lisp boy Click clack with the clip boy [Georgieboii] I caught a body And I put it up in my Ferrari Switching lanes on you lames With your b**h in shotty [HB] Hide my pistol In your body Baby, I'm sorry Policia pulled me over Cause I'm Ricky Bobby [J. SVPREME] Cause I'm Ricky Bobby Policia pulled me over Cause I'm Ricky Bobby [Outro: HB] Riding around like I'm Pablo Smoking on that loud though SJ to the ground yo Shut the city down hoe We shut the city down hoe [All] We shut the city down hoe!