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hunnids in my brain
and the bitch wan be my main 
i jus pulled up in a tank 
drake hungry you get ate yea

i cant feel a thing 
but trust me bae I’m straight
catch up you a lil too late 
think i want me that i8 yea 

i jus met this hoe
she wan give me face yea
me n my stick alone 
thats when i feel safest 

hollow hit his bones 
you know bullets nameless
she wan take my soul 
she dont een know what my name is

its a fucked up world we in 
where i cant een trust my set
and i cant een trust myself 
i got hunnids in my head 
i got hunnids in my head 
i got hunnids in my head 
i got hunnids in my head 

beam on me its green 
might moon walk in this bitch 
bitch its too hot in this bitch
i got 2 glocks in this bitch 
and they both hot in this bitch 
2 watches in this bitch 
and they both got rocks n shit 

wait what they say bout bro 
tell the yun nigga i could vouch 
cause i seen him stay ten toes 
and then take a nigga down 
and if bro dont catch his opp
he gon come back with a frown
have you heard 100 rounds?

i can see em wit me now
i got demons wit me now 
told him go head take em down 
they gon see that he go down 

you aint from this side of town 
nigga pls jus dontcomeround 
you aint from this side of town 
nigga pls jus dontcomeround 

nigga pls jus dontcomeround
nigga pls jus dontcomeround 
nigga pls jus dontcomeround
nigga pls jus dontcomeround

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where i been (ft.Mazi)

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not dropping the regular version cause i like this one better

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produced by kisa
featuring saive
hosted by proxan

lyrics:
Countin' that bread, getting to the racks
Getting to the K,
Fucking on that hoe, No she not my bae
Yeah, all of my niggas they be in the A
Yeah, that boy sippin' on some fent

Yeah, he going crazy, man, they got me bent
Walk up in the spot, man, I'm countin' cash
Getting to the bag, countin' up then racks
Can't hit that hoe, she don't got no ass

Get to the bag, man, I'm countin' cash
Catch that boy, it's going to be the end
Call up my bruda, you know he going to spin
Change the flow just like Ben 10

Run up on me, bullets hittin' yo head
I heard he not in my rank, I took a Percocet pill, Ima faint
Walk in that hoe, and I'm smoking on (What)

Walk in that hoe, and I'm smoking on dank
Run up on me, you know you (Stuck)
I got some bands and they be in that bank
Run up on me, you get hit in the head

I got this money, might count up this bread
Uh, yeah, I got that chill
All of my brothers, they got em a mill
Run up on me, yeah, blood get spilled

I don't give a fuck bout how you feel
Uh, nigga, you run up you die
I got my bruda, put you in the sky
Run up on me, you got sent to Allah

I'm with my bruda, we roll up some pot
I'm with my bruda, he rollin' up pot
Sipping on wock, I got a chop
Boy, you a hoe

Don't want your hoe
That little bitch too chopped
Yeah
Put a percs all up in my drank

Yeah I'm finna crash
I'ma do the dash
I'ma do the dash
Counting up, bread

Counting up cash
That lil' hoe, she bad
She can give me head
She can give me face

Poppin' percs, All to my face
12am finna' fuck up the place
Choppa bullet, it's going your way

Choppa bullet gon' come out the K
I'm with saive, count a hundred K
Count a hundred bands
Yeah, I got the racks

Yeah, countin' up racks
Thumbing through the racks
Cardiac arrest
Got a Cartier right on my wrist

Got a Cullinan right on my wrist
That bitch bad, Yeah I'm finna (Nut)
That bitch bad, Feel it in her gut

That bitch bad
Got a big ol' butt
Poppin' percs, now that nigga stuck

chopped ft. saive [hosted by PROXAN]

back up got my bag up then i left her
babygirl i’m not the same nigga from last year
bands up got my bands up they can’t catch up
main focus really been this guap this past year
got my money up you wasn’t fuckin w me last year
nuh uh baby you not comin back you was my last tear 
my niggas got they flags up and they red real finessers
fuckin on these stripper bitches and it’s coco on the dresser

smokin pressure
they say lil xomar yea u next up 
ion even wanna fuck i don’t wanna undress her
lil chip he got the glock 19 with a drum and a suppressor 
lil bitch she got right on her knees gave me good brain like a professor
she did me so wrong why she expected me to miss her
didn’t she get the message when i cut her off like scissors 
i need me some love like that nigga drake and sza
me n my kup not ken carson but i changed yeah
told these niggas ima make it they ain’t gon believe me yeah
just wait til you see me yeah
you gon look stupid as fuck

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