Wessai Hunni ft. Chryst Moon, Devin Cheff & 8RO8 Lyrics

I don't got a blick or stick get my fist who like action

Big on top like a improper fraction

Me and Moon black and white Michael Jackson

Keysha Cole I got love for my faction

And I'm still from the best I got cheat codes

Oh shit I meant the west they got freak hoes

Tink I'm talm 'bout Titas for real tho

She a 7-11 foreal hoe

Cause that chest is built like a f'real tho

Suck on uhm till my cheek got the dimple

You aint from 808 you a bimbo

Imma pass on the strap keep the dildo

76 bitches trynna fuck

Pussy get slammed no lifted trucks

Pop up a show she's pulling up

Stay a free soul I'm not trynna cuff

Lick that faka up and down (down)

Beat the punani, you know how (how, how, how)

Talkin' shit, like one bangah, call me out

I'm a westside hunneh in the South

(Sawp you fakaz)

Lick that faka up and down (down)

Beat the punani, you know how (how, how, how)

Talkin' shit, like one bangah, call me out

I'm a westside hunneh in the South

Hold up, slide through for a bit doe

Though I never had a shawty from my zip code

Yeah I'm from M town

Keep 'bout 6789 girls on my dick doe

Sneaking in gotta tip toe

She a lil nympho, I know she don't wanna tie the knot

Neither do I, send over yo pin

Imma pull up to yo spot like "Sawp hunneh girl"

Time flies by when the weed get rolled

Hit that shit let it free yo soul

Bouncing up and down 'til her knees get sore

Never been with a bangah like me I know

I can show you things you ain't seen before

Wade in your water, dip my feet in slow

Imma dive right in, I know nights like this

Come easy for you we could keep it on the d-low

You would think that we knee deep in snow, I

Give her chicken skin chills down her spine

When I hit from the back, she kinda fine

Independent she don't need a ride or die, but

She still got her eyes on mine, drive up to Tants and pull the seat up back

Lick dis faka ima beat the snatch

Pullin' on her hair like it was a diva match, goddamn

I no kea if you one butch imma eat out that tushy any day

Baby girl when you gon' slide on right tru call me Toosii wearing skates

Come with the cut got the lines on the side of my head grilled like a steak

A flirt but I'm neva gon' play

Yes I'm so wet baby not tryna flake (flake, flake)

Lick that faka up and down (down)

Beat the punani, you know how (how, how, how)

Talkin' shit, like one bangah, call me out

I'm a westside hunneh in the South

Lick that faka up and down (down)

Beat the punani, you know how (how, how, how)

Talkin' shit, like one bangah, call me out

I'm a westside hunneh in the South