Brooklyn Nights (Hunnid Flow Hess Remix) ft. Hunnid Flow Hess Lyrics

I don't wanna be caught up in the fight

Even though I've tried about a million times

But I see the whole truth and it really hurts

Got the tools to create

And dig out the dirts (The universe will bend over my command)

Get my problems out with a couple bands

Get a hotel room to do all my dope

Inhale all the fumes all up through the nose

From time & time I'd hide away

To feel discreet all through the pain

Through promises that never came

All through the plate of my cocaine

Adventures from psychedelics

Will teach you all the different tricks

Take care of you when you are sick

Have pleasure just for the hell of it

Help me with my life

And I'll get you home (I'll get you home)

Fall from the same spot

As we shouldn't know (shouldn't know)

Seems like you've heard it all

We keep no secrets here (no secrets here)

Realistic realism is all we see

Yeah, yeah (Hunn Dunn)

Rollin, rollin

I got me a backwood I'ma roll it, roll it

I'm high off this dope, swear I'm the dopest

Once you on them shrooms, you gotta focus

You can't ride with us if you be all in your emotions

You can't ride lil bitch

Wyäätt pulled on me, he like 'what's the vibe lil bitch?'

You tryna slide lil bitch?

Broski got some bitches and some drugs inside the whip

He say 'we gon' park the car, but take a nice little trip

It's a vibe all the time, but I ain't Chrisean

I'ma ball with my brothas, like I'm Lonzo Ball

I be dancin' in the pussy, like The Old John Wall

Bitch tryna get a ring, she gone only get a call

Fortunato On My Body

FFC, That Be The Team

Brand New Glock With A Beam

You My Opp, Buss Your Bean

N****s always tryna talk

But It's never what it seem

Make a n**** roll out

Like he just set a screen

We gon' have a good time, baby hella dynamite

I don't fuck with Blac Chyna

I'll sell you Chyna Whyte

Off these drugs, I can't tell what's my left or my right

Broski know I'm From the York

We finna have a Brooklyn night (I don't wanna be caught up in the fight)

Even though I've tried about a million times

But I see the whole truth and it really hurts

Got the tools to create

And dig out the dirts (The universe will bend over my command)

Get my problems out with a couple bands

Get a hotel room to do all my dope

Inhale all the fumes all up through the nose

From time & time I'd hide away

To feel discreet all through the pain

Through promises that never came

All through the plate of my cocaine

Adventures from psychedelics

Will teach you all the different tricks

Take care of you when you are sick

Have pleasure just for the hell of it

Have pleasure just for the hell of it

See what you've done

I don't know who you are

I don't know where you are

But you may wanna start changing your ways

Or changing your name