hunnids! Lyrics

Listen here you little British fuck!

I like to play with the glock, like to shoot it a lot, so I told that boy he going down

I know that boy is a bot, someone get him some thots, someone get him some motherfucking pounds

I cannot die bout no hoe, I can't stress over shit, fuck I look like, bitch, dropping my crown?

I know that boy got no honour, that shit is a bummer, he biting my swag and my sound

I got these hoes calling, it's four in the morning

My nigga kick ya door in, you owe me bitch stop stalling

I want my cash up in hunnids, hunnids hunnids, not no fifties

He send hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, at my top, but still can't kill me

I cannot show you affection

I cut my hoes off real quick, c-section

He wanna beef on the gram, my mentions

That nigga corny, we whip out extensions

That shit like a ruler, it gone do ya, put that boy in detention

Hoe said, "I don't feel like you love me.", that was my intention

Get up off your ass, nigga get a bag

I pop niggas a like a goddamn perky, I don't give damn

Your hoe hit my line, on the gram, said that they a fan

They said they can't wait for me to drop, they just love who I am

I like to play with the glock, like to shoot it a lot, so I told that boy he going down

I know that boy is a bot, someone get him some thots, someone get him some motherfucking pounds

I cannot die bout no hoe, I can't stress over shit, fuck I look like, bitch, dropping my crown?

I know that boy got no honour, that shit is a bummer, he biting my swag and my sound

I got these hoes calling, it's four in the morning

My nigga kick ya door in, you owe me bitch stop stalling

I want my cash up in hunnids, hunnids hunnids, not no fifties

He send hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, at my top, but still can't kill me

That shit is embarrassing, we see an opp you know we gone embarrass him

Hop out the four door, get me like four more, we spot that boy, send his ass off the map

The way we get money they said it's a cheat code, dissing online nigga touch some grass

Matter fact get bitches, touch some ass

Matter fact we on you, G9 blast

I like to play with the glock, like to shoot it a lot, so I told that boy he going down

I know that boy is a bot, someone get him some thots, someone get him some motherfucking pounds

I cannot die bout no hoe, I can't stress over shit, fuck I look like, bitch, dropping my crown?

I know that boy got no honour, that shit is a bummer, he biting my swag and my sound

I got these hoes calling, it's four in the morning

My nigga kick ya door in, you owe me bitch stop stalling

I want my cash up in hunnids, hunnids hunnids, not no fifties

He send hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, at my top, but still can't kill me