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letra de nun2sum - gv honcho

fwm like you say you fwm

-timmydahitman-

[hook]
i just want you to f-ck with me like you say you f-ck with me
no domestic, when i hit it don’t run from me
what you gon do when them n-ggas start coming
middle finger to school gotta turn this to something
benz truck and it’s orange, bit look like a pumpkin
tell me is you gon shoot when them n-ggas start dumpin’
is you gon shoot when them n-ggas start dumpin’
i been in the stu turning nothin’ to somethin’
i been in the kitchen mixin’ up this karo
i got some new 1’s and they white like a brick of yayo
i got b-tches walking round like i’m hugh hefner
gone and take yo clothes off and then pop this tesla (ecstasy)
yea these b-tches geekin’ and they good at f-ckin’
i mean they good at dreezin’
you tripping, i can’t be your husband
cause i fell in love with the codeine
when i was in college, i was servin tussin

[verse 1]
i ain’t shooting bout a hoe, but the guap, ima get to bussin
riding round with the pole, seen a opp,i just got to bussin
riding round with ya hoe and she giving me a handjob
crackhead hill, gotta get this freebase off
crawford rd, yea my bro got the trap spot
saks fifth, i just muhf-ckin cashed out
walk in magics, brought them muhf-ckin racks out (guap!)
in real life, these instagram b-tches got flaws
in real life, these instagram b-tches be boring
i been thinking bout taking this bit with me touring
i been thinking bout dreezin me a lil bad ‘lil foreign
i just got me a vette and i painted that bit orange
no we can’t hang bit, i know you boring
n-ggas really hating cause they see me performin
baby this d-ck not for free. this not torrent
i’m the reason these instagram b-tches is goin
come f-ck with me and i’ll set up the mood
if you f-ck with my vibe then i’m f-cking witch you
dis bit wanna ride in the muhf-ckin coupe
well we can hotbox and i’ll put you on juice (lean)
i put you on runts, i put her on molly, i put her on roxy, i put her on her knees
i put her on wockhardt and she acting like
after we f-ck, yea we both went to sleep

[verse 2]
just for them racks he gon put you in holes
my n-gga got hit, his blood ran down the rode
sorry bro, i had to tell yo momma bout what happened
i took my first xan and them feelings was gone
i’m rockin’ off oxy oxy
rolled my ankle, i had to take oxycontin
look at your forehead, you got red-dotted
skele ap, and this b-tch is frosted
skele ap look like 101 dalmations
i got b-tches that’s really dangerous
no, can’t hit that bit cause that p-ssy tainted (tainted)
no, i can’t hit that hoe cause that p-ssy famous
p-ssy went on a world tour (world tour)
suck the d-ck like the sh-t a sport (sh-t a sport)
baby land on my d-ck airport (airport)
my n-gga don’t like to hoop but he in and out courts
i told you i was ballin
when i get to the top i’m not falling
baby open your legs let me fall in
wiped his nose, he’s allergic to pollen (uhhh)
no slatt, if he want a lil perc the i gotit (lil gotit)
i’m riding with a slime, i ain’t talling bout lil keed
n-gga not from malaysia, but he got a red dot on his head
this not a auction, but he got a price on his head
get the tool out the shed, put his ass in a bed (yeah)
hit his ass in the head (uhh)
i smoke gas yea the best
st. laurent on my vest (yeah)
ran out of purple, i’m sippin’ on red (yeah)
ran out of wockhardt, i’m sippin’ hi tech (yeah)
two in the head, hit him once in the leg (yeah)
hit the arm with the hammer, two in the chest (uhh)
i bought truck needed sp-ce for my legs (yeah)
rap don’t work, ima pick up the brick like i’m craig (yeah)
but i’m going up, give a f-ck what i said (yeah)
going up, yeah you heard what i said
golden child, so i got gold on my chest (chest)
gold heart, feel like i got a chrome heart, yeah
gold heart, but i’m rockin’ chromed hearts uhh
goyard, dripped that hoe in loubitons yeah
track star, the way i run the racks up yeah
chanaenae belt hold the pants up yea

- gv honcho

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