letra de hunnids - lil spxy
b-tch, i be gettin’ that cash, roll up my dope and them hunnids
b-tch, i be up on the block, f-ck all my opps cause they runnin
my mama hate that i’m saggin, but i gotta keep on thuggin
don’t give a f-ck about opinions cause all them b-tches buggin
run it up, stack all these hundreds, i’m f-ckin’ up, huh
you know i’ma fight for my b-tch, bust out the coupe, cause i’m comin’ up
yeah, i’ma hop in a bank, f-ck up my hundreds, i run it up
you ain’t gon’ leave me, b-tch, but i guess you could cause you dumb enough
runnin’ forward, now you runnin’ back
got a glock 17, that b-tch attack
i listened to your song, that sh-t is wack
i can tell your b-tch, she want me back
tell your b-tch i don’t want it
hey, leave her the f-ck if she want it
i run it, huh, run it up, huh
i just be stackin’ these hunnids
b-tch, i be gettin’ that cash, roll up my dope and them hunnids
b-tch, i be up on the block, f-ck all my opps cause they runnin
my mama hate that i’m saggin, but i gotta keep on thuggin
don’t give a f-ck about the opinions cause all them b-tches buggin
write out my lyrics, i freestyle, but this sh-t is mumble
your b-tch want me bad, but she tryna come over here, tell me i fumbled
no fat ass, but down the cup, you step on the floor, it rumble
if you talkin’ bout all these millis, yeah, b-tch, i made a couple
robbin’ a bank and i’m lockin’ them out, swung a glock with a strap
double o cartier watch, b-tch, i just wanna go back
that b-tch, she feelin’ like uzi, cause she want me back
the drama, the beef, the arguments, like, f-ck all that
f-ck all the money and hundreds, go to the bank and i run it
that b-tch, she wanna go first, like is you stayin’ or comin
i don’t got time for my opps cause all them b-tches be runnin
i just came up with a new rap song and i called it hunnids
b-tch, i be gettin’ that cash, roll up my dope and them hunnids
b-tch, i be up on the block, f-ck all my opps cause they runnin
my mama hate that i’m saggin, but i gotta keep on thuggin
don’t give a f-ck about the opinions cause all them b-tches buggin
b-tch, i be gettin’ that cash, roll up my dope and them hunnids
b-tch, i be up on the block, f-ck all my opps cause they runnin
my mama hate that i’m saggin, but i gotta keep on thuggin
don’t give a f-ck about the opinions cause all them b-tches buggin’
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