20 of the Best Lyrics From Hoodrich Pablo Juan’s ‘HoodWolf 2′ Album
Overnight success can be fleeting, but putting in the proper groundwork and laying a solid foundation often yields longevity. It's the approach that rising rapper Hoodrich Pablo Juan has taken with his career. The Atlanta native caught the rap bug relatively late, dropping his first mixtape, 2015's Designer Drugz, at age 25. But the newcomer hit the ground running and hasn't looked back, compiling an impressive résumé in just a few years.
Strengthening his buzz with mixtapes like Master Sensei and two additional installments of Designer Drugz, Hoodrich stepped up to the big leagues by inking a deal with Gucci Mane's 1017 Eskimo Records, setting the stage for an onslaught of projects intended to stake his claim in the rap game. Hood Wolf, his 2017 collaborative mixtape with producer Danny Wolf, helped further popularize Hoodrich Pablo Juan's intoxicating drawl and cocksure boasts, solidifying a promising rap tandem. Danny remembered their first encounter in an interview last year with XXL.
"Pablo came busting through the door—you know, Pablo’s Pablo—and I was like, 'I like your energy. That’s what I want on my music,'" Wolf said. "He told me to load up a beat and I did and he just went in and made stuff for his first Designer Drugz, his first mixtape. And then he made the song 'J Money.' And I remember I called my manager like, 'Sign this guy, he’s going to blow!'"
The two artists reconnect on a new sequel project HoodWolf 2, which picks up where the previous effort left off. Still, Juan ups the ante, with some other rising rappers joining in the fray (Gunna, Lil Skies, Rich The Kid, BlocBoy JB and Lil Duke all contribute to the project).
With Hoodrich Pablo Juan and Danny Wolf's latest collaborative effort continuing their hot streak, XXL picks 20 of the best lyrics from HoodWolf 2 that are sure to leave listeners impressed.
"Real street nigga, feds watchin' every angle/Biscotti, Gelato, it look like a mango/12 tappin' my phone, had to switch up my lingo/Catch him and call out his number like Bingo/Bought a new coupe, same color the gringo/Bricks on the north side, I fuck with the Migos/Short money nigga, you Danny DeVito/Headshot, wrap his ass up like burrito" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"I hope that boy got Progressive/I got white girl for the low like molesters/Play with the gang and you won't be successful/Pull up, my shooters they geeked up on 'Tussin/Cut off a finger, he touching the treasure/Make it his trigger finger, even better/Cut off his dick, he a snitch like Shredder/Bullet shower, you gon' need an umbrella" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"You gon' save her, Clark Kent/I pull up in the Tesla truck with the tint/Carbon one five, I call it Vince/I done got rich so it had to be mint/Drink out the pot, we don't rinse/Blowin' gelato through the vents/I fucked that ho and that pussy was dense/Freshly cut diamonds, I'm fresh like the prince/Fresh to death like I was lynched" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Probably got more money than the whole school/Do what I wanna do, make my own rules/Foreign, can't ride in no old school/If you try to run off, I demote you/Yeah, got a Desert Eagle, hang with the vultures/All this ice on my neck, I gotta keep a toaster/I got rich, these bitches put me all on they poster/My Gucci socks match the loafers" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"You want that beef, get it well done/Got a bad bitch way from Belgium/25 pints, I won't sell one/Swang the door with the gun and turn the scale on/I hang by myself, who the fuck I'ma tell on?/Get the trap right by the marathon/Mixed bitch, I hit that pussy like Barry Bonds/Mix the codeine with caffeine and drop it in styrofoam/We the first with the emoji chain and did three tones" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Foreign car, I got the trunk in the rear/Foreign bitch with me and she got long hair/Everything rare, exotic Gelato, put weed in the air/32 squares and they white like veneers/Everything rare, customized gear/Everything rare, the flawless baguettes make 'em stare/I pour up that Act, I can't share, it's too rare, yeah" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Ayy my bitch too rare, you can't find her/She a thick lil thang, and she cocky, ooh/Pussy too good, put her right in designer/Young rich nigga, pockets cheese like lasagna/Blue cheese, that's hunchos/Rich Forever, I'm the honcho/Need my cash like pronto/Cuban link, that's a condo" —Rich The Kid
"Icy chain, I'm fly like an airplane/Designer to the floor, my denim from Balmain/Walk in the mall and ball like the Hawks game/Roll up Gelato, exotic, that octane/I ain't gotta sneak diss, I got good aim/Pop a nigga like a pill when I'm in pain/Water on my neck, got too many tennis chains/Rich nigga still in the hood, ain't shit changed" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Skinny jeans type, they Amiri/Diamond Cartier, I see clearly/Drippin' on 'em like I'm teary/Two carats in my earrings/See the diamonds through the tint when I'm staring/Juan, I fuck then I'm disappearing/Your name should be Clarence, you shoppin' the clearance/Hérmes chain, Liberia/My outfit a dime, 10,000 appearance" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Filthy rich like the sewage/Pablo Juan gettin' rich like a Jewish/Pullin' up in somethin' foolish/I'm the sensei, nigga you just the student/Give you a dummy, my trap goin' stupid/Shoot up that bitch like I'm Cupid/30-round stick make him dance like he Uzi/Money and power got a nigga groovy/Shoot at these niggas like movies" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Switchin' my watches, my bitch is the hottest/Bitch I'm a god and my bitch is a goddess/I'm shittin' on niggas like I went to the potty/Fresh as a bitch like I just caught a body/Took the J's money, went and bought me a Masi/Parked the bitch right by Lakewood/Got the trap rollin' like backwood/I know they comin' back, it's that good" —Hoodrich Juan Pablo
"Strap or the gun, can't go nowhere without it/Go slap your jeweler, your diamonds is cloudy/Maybach, but my hand like an Audi/Blue cheese, green carats, I want salad/Strawberry rosé gold, ice cream by the batter/I'm drippin' on em, like who left on the fountain/Jump on the dick and she Bankhead bouncing/My weed loud, like I make an announcement" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"My jewelry unlimited, I got unlimited jewelry/Black and white diamonds, Oreo McFlurry/When I whip in the foreign, her mascara perfect/Ion't wanna fuck with your lil bitch, she ain't worth it/Bubblegum cookie, I'm drinking that Kirby/That trap spot by the trap, Sunday service/Oouh, clean like I walk with detergent" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"I can't help it that I do it with ease/Shawty fresh just like some Febreze/Chain on my neck and it look like the seas/Dirty my Fanta, my shit like disease/She bad but I got her on her knees/I turn that nigga to Christopher Reeves/Yeah, nigga I do it with ease/Fucked her too hard and I pulled out her weave" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"I need that cream, I roll up a Russian/All yellow tennis chains like 'Tussin/None of y'all really keepin' it real/All of my ice is slushin', yeah/I done got a lil clever, time got a lil better/My old friend a dirty rat like Shredder/I had a dream, I'm a king like Coretta/I'm on a bean, that's a Tesla" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"We gettin' money over here/Grew up in the jungle, lions, tigers, bears/She wanna bite on my neck, I'ma slay her/Came up from Candler Road, I'm the mayor/Straight to the racks, Meech just jumped out of jail/Fanta real dirty like sickle cell/I jump out the coupe and my door like some ears/Fresh to death, I got another kill/Banana clip, don't make me peel" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"I had your bitch roll up my weed, fuck it we geeked up on ecstacy/I'm high, you can tell by how my heart beat/Fuck from the back, make her swallow my seed/My trap rollin', we got what you need/I want a freak, I don't like to be teased, yeah/Subzero, make 'em freeze, yeah/Clothes come from overseas, yeah" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"I put that Saint Laurent on, now I'm havin' sweet dreams/Addictive habit, so I chase that money like a fiend/That bitch stay down with me so I bought her a Céline/Gelato, I'm smokin' cookies and that ice cream" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Damn you bad, and she shakin' all that and she mean/Damn, I just got a new whip way from overseas/Damn, and my new plug roll the gas like it's trees/Damn man, I'm way up early, I'm still pourin' lean" —Hoodrich Pablo Juan
"Shoes Off-White, T-shirt VLONE/Girl take off that thong, I'ma fuck you to my song/I make all the plays, she know I'm a top dog/Never listened to nobody, learned to be my own boss/Your whole gang lame, swear them niggas Kriss Kross/Got Givenchy on my feet, she got Chanel lipgloss/I don't hang with broke niggas, we gon' spend it, fuck the cost/I'ma grind every day for every time I took a loss" —Lil Skies