Hunnid
30 round clip and I'm bussin'
It ain't no discussion
I came with a dozen
We the ones making noise, they say that we buzzin'
I'm getting money, like really? Who doesn't?
Fuck on yo bitch, yo momma & her cousin
I might be yo father but I'm not her husband
I need a bag, matter fact I need luggage
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Huh, Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
This shit is incredible
I'm tryna' bring in a whole lotta revenue
I'm tryna' go up the tax bracket, busy schedule
Fuck 12, we gon' evade em & all of the federal
I need leg room, yeah
Cause this drip expensive
Sheesh
That's yo bitch? I hit one night, go ask Alexa
At the hood CVS, serving prescriptions
Free my niggas locked down deep in them trenches
RIP to all my dawgs that done left us
She say she like the smell of my cologne
And the way that I pull up on her it's a go
I remember eating sleep for dinner
And bitches laughing at me like I'm a joke
I'm very important, that hoe better know
Cause I'd pull out the lot & show them how it go
Fuck niggas told but would never approach us
I took me some L's but I kept it in motion
This ain't a picture, we shooting a movie
I like them Amiris might pull up in Ksubi
Fuck around with me, on God I might lose it
And air that bitch out, just like Call of Duty
Private party in a secret location
We standing on couches, you know we go crazy
I took the top off the V12 engine
Then I did the dash and they think that I'm racing
Bitch, we aim at yo chest and then bake it
You must've had us mistaken
We came from a place where you niggas vacation
Yeah, ain't nothing safe
No we don't even wear masks on our faces
Me and my niggas, we tighter than braces
Better yet, tighter than laces
Cause we ain't gon' trip over shit like a baby
30 round clip and I'm bussin'
It ain't no discussion
I came with a dozen
We the ones making noise, they say that we buzzin'
I'm getting money, like really? Who doesn't?
Fuck on yo bitch, yo momma & her cousin
I might be yo father but I'm not her husband
I need a bag, matter fact I need luggage
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Huh, Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
It ain't no discussion
I came with a dozen
We the ones making noise, they say that we buzzin'
I'm getting money, like really? Who doesn't?
Fuck on yo bitch, yo momma & her cousin
I might be yo father but I'm not her husband
I need a bag, matter fact I need luggage
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Huh, Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
This shit is incredible
I'm tryna' bring in a whole lotta revenue
I'm tryna' go up the tax bracket, busy schedule
Fuck 12, we gon' evade em & all of the federal
I need leg room, yeah
Cause this drip expensive
Sheesh
That's yo bitch? I hit one night, go ask Alexa
At the hood CVS, serving prescriptions
Free my niggas locked down deep in them trenches
RIP to all my dawgs that done left us
She say she like the smell of my cologne
And the way that I pull up on her it's a go
I remember eating sleep for dinner
And bitches laughing at me like I'm a joke
I'm very important, that hoe better know
Cause I'd pull out the lot & show them how it go
Fuck niggas told but would never approach us
I took me some L's but I kept it in motion
This ain't a picture, we shooting a movie
I like them Amiris might pull up in Ksubi
Fuck around with me, on God I might lose it
And air that bitch out, just like Call of Duty
Private party in a secret location
We standing on couches, you know we go crazy
I took the top off the V12 engine
Then I did the dash and they think that I'm racing
Bitch, we aim at yo chest and then bake it
You must've had us mistaken
We came from a place where you niggas vacation
Yeah, ain't nothing safe
No we don't even wear masks on our faces
Me and my niggas, we tighter than braces
Better yet, tighter than laces
Cause we ain't gon' trip over shit like a baby
30 round clip and I'm bussin'
It ain't no discussion
I came with a dozen
We the ones making noise, they say that we buzzin'
I'm getting money, like really? Who doesn't?
Fuck on yo bitch, yo momma & her cousin
I might be yo father but I'm not her husband
I need a bag, matter fact I need luggage
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Huh, Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
Don't wanna see nothing less than a hunnid
Yeah
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