Hunnits (feat. Taliban Tysavage)

Yeah
Self Spoken Sound
Y'all ready?
Yeah

I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell
I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell

(Claimin' they runnin' with the shells)
You niggas be cappin', and you be actin'
(They know I'm stuntin', can you tell?)
Just look at the fashion, look at the glasses
They chattin', they talk a lot
Residents might call the cops (For what?)
'Cause I need a nice car, it gon' transform like the Autobots (Alright)
I need a drop top
This girl, she lettin' her top drop
These killers, they leavin' the block hot
They will not stop, they gon' pop shots
You niggas be thinkin' you tough, and I don't understand
You the fuckin' man? (Oh yeah?)
But this guy ain't part of a band
With his drum in hand (He's not)
This drum so loud, you see the neighborhood hear it
They hate the song that it be makin', they don't wanna go near it
And they fear it, get out of my site, if you don't feel what I write
I'm droppin' all this gold, other niggas on that pyrite
They watchin' all my highlights
They waitin' for a nigga to fall
Almost done retired, now I'm back
Time to pick up the ball
Know we keepin' focused
I'm Supposed to be the coldest
What i say, it comes to life
This shit poetry in motion

I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell
I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell

Why they be cappin'? (Why?)
Talkin' 'bout hunnits, we know that them niggas ain't packin'
What is you jackin'? (Grah)
It's 21 shots for the M, put a rose on his casket
This shit a habit
Stretchin' work around them bands, they call it elastic (Grah)
Balenciaga, Gucci, Prada, nigga
Hunnits got me mixin' up the fashion
Maserati to the masses
No we ain't givin' no passes
Smoke a opp until it's ashes
Had to get it in a drought
CPNs and the CVVs
Nigga had to get another route (Had to get another-)
Pack landed from the West Coast
Then I double up in the South (Yeah)
Had a runner steppin' on the work
Nigga fuck around, and caught the gout (Fuck around and caught the-)
We them niggas on the block, 10 toes down, nigga no clout (Yeah)
Trap jumpin' got packs runnin'
Know them hunnits comin', no doubt
She a bank teller we done made hella bands
Droppin' check in the account (Swipe)
It's the big Mazi, and Self Spoken
We them bitches wanna shout (Making bitches wanna-)
Naked bitches on the couch
Ride around with a lotta pounds
We break it down by the ounce (Yeah)
Outta town with a hunnit rounds
Nigga fuck around, and doused (Hunnit rounds, and get-)
No double cup, but I'll lean somethin', this chop came with a spout

I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell
I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell

I made some hunnits by myself
I got some hunnits on the shelf
I put 'em hunnits on the jeans
And I put hunnits on the belt
Why you put hunnits on the lean?
Know it is fuckin' with your health
Thought you were runnin' with the team
You ain't a hunnit, I could tell



Credits
Writer(s): Laurent Cayemitte, Tyrik Cayemitte
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