Song Lyrics

Yeah, countin' up this bag is excitin'
Yeah, I gave my move some bags after night shifts
You're my brudda, you ain't gotta hide shit
And your energy's kind of different, I can't vibe with you
Might be sittin' next to you and there's no clue
I'm on Southern Railway, yeah I got some food
I'm so used to winnin' now, I cannot lose
See my favorite fiend today, I gave him twos
In Chanel we goin' in, we buyin' twos
One for me and one for sister, that's a mood
Can't be spendin' on a woman, f*ck your bag
I got a talent, man, I'm good with rubber bands

Casually run through one hundred bands
Feds went and cuffed me, I had bruises on my hands
I don't know how they dog me so ruthless, I had plans
They blamin' all the shavings and bootings on the gang
I'm countin' up this bag is so excitin'
Latex so I can put my hands on all this Pyrex
Foot down, put it in sports when I see sirens
Both my past and my present has been violent

I just left the corner store with rubber bands
How can you try and tell me who I am?
Get some cash and tie it on you, that's a plan
I'm in Paris wearin' Alexander Wang, oh yeah
Back in London, yeah, I got a chick in Wang
That just set me back, yeah, a couple grand
Stop at 'Dam and check the plug, that's how I am
Got deliveries just loaded and it's stamped
And they're stamped
It's 3 AM, yeah, like a vamp'
When I play COD, I do not camp
In real life, I do not camp
I shoutout Sonia, then shoutout Lamps

I still provide for fans who need that TT white for fast
Still, I need elastic bands, been makin' bankrolls from the bando
I love the hustle and as far hustle can go
I made a killin' off of fifty and a Zanco
I might have to go on toilet, S.O., thank you
These 'rales want me back, I started with a Q of crack
We ain't know they managed that
This metal on me, I can't lack
Still, I count off all my cash
I just blinked and blew a stack, oh, oh

I just left, I blew a stack, oh, oh
Head Huncho back-to-back
I still bag it up in flats
I'm still settin' traps for rats
I'm still givin' food to cats
And I don't mean no pussycat, no, no
I don't mean no pussycats, no, no
Headie One and Huncho, oh oh
I'm get-gettin' packs for lows
And we're gettin' packs for lows
And I'm sellin' all the dro, oh, oh

Get it for the low, oh
I still get it for the low, oh, oh
Don't short on the pack, make sure
Hahaha, oh dhit
Don't come here short on that pack, boy
Huncholini the 1st

Irving Adjei

The duration of Head Huncho is 3:11 minutes and seconds.