Hunnids
Damn, plotting on my downfall, you petty
About to go spazz out on them, do not think they ready
Counting all these hundreds, y'all been counting pennies
Say you got a bitch, yuh, but I'm getting many
K's, hunnids, fifties, twenties, yeah
Really rocking all this Gucci, Fendi
Shorty capping on my name, she ain't met me
Had to let them boys know, they not ready
Damn, working too hard for y'all motherfuckers just to put me down
Feel like YSL in this bitch, its like Drip or Drown
Feeling like the old me, took that lil bitch Outta Town
Feeling like a king, in this ho, but I lost my crown
See me dripping but you cannot admit it
Talking shit about me, they won't say who did it
If you try to play me, then I won't permit it
I ain't worrying about you, cause I'm stacking digits
If you mess with us, we gone be up hitting
Bitches trying to stop me, I ain't got no limits
Trying to get in my circle, boy you not been with it
They should call me Wyro, way that I been winning
Damn, plotting on my downfall, you petty
About to go spazz out on them, do not think they ready
Counting all these hundreds, y'all been counting pennies
Say you got a bitch, yuh, but I'm getting many
K's, hunnids, fifties, twenties, yeah
Really rocking all this Gucci, Fendi
Shorty capping on my name, she ain't met me
Had to let them boys know, they not ready
About to go spazz out on them, do not think they ready
Counting all these hundreds, y'all been counting pennies
Say you got a bitch, yuh, but I'm getting many
K's, hunnids, fifties, twenties, yeah
Really rocking all this Gucci, Fendi
Shorty capping on my name, she ain't met me
Had to let them boys know, they not ready
Damn, working too hard for y'all motherfuckers just to put me down
Feel like YSL in this bitch, its like Drip or Drown
Feeling like the old me, took that lil bitch Outta Town
Feeling like a king, in this ho, but I lost my crown
See me dripping but you cannot admit it
Talking shit about me, they won't say who did it
If you try to play me, then I won't permit it
I ain't worrying about you, cause I'm stacking digits
If you mess with us, we gone be up hitting
Bitches trying to stop me, I ain't got no limits
Trying to get in my circle, boy you not been with it
They should call me Wyro, way that I been winning
Damn, plotting on my downfall, you petty
About to go spazz out on them, do not think they ready
Counting all these hundreds, y'all been counting pennies
Say you got a bitch, yuh, but I'm getting many
K's, hunnids, fifties, twenties, yeah
Really rocking all this Gucci, Fendi
Shorty capping on my name, she ain't met me
Had to let them boys know, they not ready
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Writer(s): Karol Chmielewski
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