B's and H's Lyrics

I like B for chasin billions gang like catchin bodies

I like H cause I be hoopin gang like Catchin hommies

I might pull up Aston Martin or that new Bugatti

How his head get so red? Look like little Yachty

Hunnits on Hunnits On Hunnits on Hunnits On Hunnits IM Tryn get the munyun

Billions On Billions On Billions On Billions I'm chasin a hundun

Since the Day I was born you could look at the kid

And just tell that the six was the oneyun

I done gave her the wood she been fightin the wood

Got her saved in my phone under Bunyan

Some my youngins I really be worried about cause them youngins ah run in ya house

My lil niggas some demons you talkin and greasin they might put the gun to ya mouth

Know some vets and they seasoned they loocin for reason to put like a hun in the couch

I done hit it and quit and did it and shitted I really be in and I'm out

Got this shit to ceiling I buy what I'm feeling I really don't care bout amount

All these 100s and 50s and 100s and 50s i really just can't even count

This a angel 27 ah send you to heaven I'm thinkin bout naming it trout

In the Covid pandemic I ran up a 50 I put all the end to the drought

I don't even be fuckin wit no social media how yall be dying for clout?

To be honest didn't even know where I was headed in life but I figured it out

Nowadays I can pop out in vv baguette sphaggetti and ice like mountain

No Jason No Freddy but tote the machete turn dreams to a HUH get out

I like B for chasin billions gang like catchin bodies

I like H cause I be hoopin gang like Catchin hommies

I might pull up Aston Martin or that new Bugatti

How his head get so red? Look like little Yachty

Hunnits on Hunnits On Hunnits on Hunnits On Hunnits IM Tryn get the munyun

Billions On Billions On Billions On Billions I'm chasin a hundun

Since the Day I was born you could look at the kid

And just tell that the six was the oneyun

I done gave her the wood she been fightin the wood

Got her saved in my phone under Bunyan

In Japan wearing Bape and I'm fly than a bird and I really be dressed in Hadagi

Nowadays it be Louis Balenci but 2016 I was dressed in harache

Out in Boston just left the Dominican hoes on my body I'm feelin' like papi

Colorado I'm smokin' biscotti I'm out of my body I'm high then the Rocky's

Man you niggas just really ain't fuckin wit me ain't no comp in the reach of the proxy

And you niggas be high off some shit I can't even imagine be drinking the oxy's

Treat that boy like a perc if he fuck up the work or his dad when he's gone

I'm going to pop him

Man he lucky as hell I couldn't reach for the

Glock but we still out in Boston I socked eem