Hood Tales

[Intro — Two Southern Women] Girl, come get this TEA! Bitch, what happened NOW?! These folks done lost their DAMN minds! WELCOME TO HOOD TALES! [Chorus — Powerful High-Pitched Soulful Vocals] Chillin’ with my homegiiiiiiiiirls! Stories that’ll rock your wooooorld! Laughing, talking, spilling that teeeeea! Ain’t no better place I’d rather beeeee! [Beat Drop — Heavy 808 Southern Bounce] [Rap 1 — Sassy, Aggressive] Had a bear-tail fool, thought he ran the show, Pop up, disappear, bitch, WHERE DID YOU GO?! Ghosted me once, then he ghosted me twice, Came crawling back like I was running half-price! Boy, you ain’t mysterious, you’re inconsistent, Even Casper said, “Damn, that fool persistent!” Fake-ass diamonds, fake-ass chains, Fake-ass stories, these men INSANE! One played dead, had me laughing instead, You ain’t deceased, you’re just dead in my head! [Ad-lib] NOT CASPER, BIIIIITCH! [Rap 2 — Fast, Savage] Now them mush-neck vultures with their necks stretched LONG, Watching everybody while they doing shit WRONG! Post-office chickens, always squawking on patrol, Masters in gossip, but ain’t got no control! Supervisor strutted with her dollar-store crown, Power-trip bitch, SIT YOUR ASS DOWN! Thought she was a queen, couldn’t manage her throne, All that mouth and still couldn’t leave me alone! Pecking and plotting, what a miserable crew, If being messy paid bills, they’d be millionaires too! [Ad-lib] NOT THE MUSH-NECK COMMITTEE! GIRL, I’M HOLLERING! [Rap 3 — Hard Beat Switch] Now here come baby daddy with his trifling-ass nerve, Want applause for the bare minimum served! Excuses for days, got a mouth full of lies, Responsibility missing, but the ego sky-high! You can play for the crowd, put on your little show, A title ain’t a trophy if your actions don’t show! I ain’t saving your image, ain’t playing your game, Keep that raggedy drama, I’m exposing the shame! [Rap 4 — Faster, Playful] Fake friends, fake love, fake diamonds too, Everybody telling stories, but the receipts come through! Dating-app clowns and workplace snakes, Serving hood tales like hotcakes! I ain’t bitter, bitch, I’m telling my tales, Turned all that foolishness into HOOD TALES! [Beat Stops] And ANOTHER THING! Oh LORD, here she go! IF THE SHOE FITS, BITCH… LACE THAT MOTHERFUCKER UP! [Final Chorus — Big Soulful Vocal Runs] Chillin’ with my homegiiiiiiiiirls! Stories that’ll rock your wooooorld! Laughing, talking, spilling that teeeeea! Ain’t no better place I’d rather beeeee! [Outro — Laughing] This ain’t gossip, baby! THEN WHAT IS IT?! IT’S MY LIFE, BITCH! AND THESE ARE HOOD TALES! [Big Bass Hit — Laughter]