
Hunnids ft. Ablu Beats Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I've been in my mode, my phone on DND, don't you call back
Bitch, I'm ballin' and I go by hundo, you can check the stat
Tennis chain, I rock it, got it on me and I got them racks
Truthfully, the shit that I be doin', I could say it's facts
Same nigga, even when I got bands
Keep on goin' with this shit, you know thatit's just God's plan
Ballin' so damn hard, I might end up on the top ten
No, I do not fuck with niggas, we is not friends
She go ride with me, ride by my side and stay 100, type of bitch
In my closet, so damn big, I got 100, type of fits
I'm a shining star, to look at me, you need some shades on
Had to cut them niggas off, cause I don't know what they on
Yeah, I know what they on, nah, nah
makin' it, she stole my ride the wave all day long
I can't fall off, I really make my way to the top, bitch
Yeah, I'm makin' it in time, make my way, yeah, you can't stop shit
No you not on my mind
Girl, leave me alone, takin' drugs with you, yeah
Now I'm on my own, now I'm on my own
I was down bad, now I'm alone
I know your ass was sad
I don't give no fucks about you, not about you
Really, I been chillin', all these niggas tryna get me out my groove
I got niggas in that truck, when they hop out, they pull up, shoot
I take off, that bitch go zoom
Back then she ain't want me, see that blue
She want me, tell her I'm cool
Really, I can't trust nobody far as I see
Catch a nigga slippin', we keep sticks on us like hockey
What's real ain't gon' change, so you don't gotta come remind me
Tryna get into that money like a casino
Catch the bag and run into, I feel like I'm Deebo
Mud up in my cup, but you know that I be clean, though
Niggas, they can't talk with me, can't fuck with my lingo
Way I speak is different, whip outside, cost half a ticket
And I'm swervin', but I'm all up in my lane
Niggas that I'm with be on that shit, I'm on no not it's lame
Even though I went through all that shit, I did, ain't nothin' changed
We don't tote these guns for nothin', run up on me, let it bang
I'm a bitch, look, yeah, she stunnin, yeah
She gon' get a nigga right while I count these hunnids, yeah
I be sayin' all this shit I'm sayin' cause I done with ya, yeah
Nigga, I'm a one of one, I'm not the same as none of ya
Watch me run this money up
I'ma run to the bag, uh, huh
Runnin' so damn fast, don't think you can catch up
Leave your ass in the dirt
Yeah, my old bitch hit me up, I still curve
Yeah, my new bitch, she be gettin' on my nerves
I don't fuck with none of these hoes
Oh, nah, I stay gettin' money, only thing I know
Yeah, all y'all still broke
Bitch, where my weed at, huh? I need to tote
Gotta get more stuntin', look at my wrist
Yeah, different colored stones
Purple, just like my cup
Shut up, let me light my blunt
I wanna get fucked up
I need to do more drugs, yeah, illegal ones
I need to get a new plug
Last one sold me fake drugs