Stunna 4 Vegas - A HUNNID Lyrics
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A HUNNID
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What Are The Lyrics For A HUNNID By Stunna 4 Vegas?
It's Rich Youngin' (Rich)
It's 4X, it's 4X, it's 4X (uh) Hollo Uh, uh, uh, uh I turn nothin' into somethin' (let's go) I turn fifties into hunnids (all cash) I send them youngins, they go dumbin' Bitch think I'm spendin' with a hunnid I got that check, when they see, Johnny, ho Ayy, I think I spent a hunnid Think I spent a hunnid on some sticks, bitch, we got more guns than the army (fah, fah) I ride around with that cutoff (that bah) I won't say shit, put them youngins on (on gang) I just threw back a pill, it had numbers on it (Perky) Nigga, come get your bitch, she slurpin' on me (damn) If that drank ain't sealed, then I don't want it (Whoa) I came to kill my opponents (f*ck) If she don't eat dick, she ain't comin' over (uh) Nigga get out my way (uh), bet, I run him over (uh) Like I road rage, my eyes bitches If I go on some old age, I look at wrist, it's an Ice Age Nigga reach for my shit, he on front page She a thot, she wanna come backstage You ain't fuckin' the guys, go that way (freak) When I ain't on the road, I'm on that one way Niggas don't play with my block we gon' rampage (slatt) On gang, Blick on my hip, I'ma up quick Better up that bitch or you stuck In the middle, some shit, I feel like KD in the clutch He-he shoot a stick like he hittin' a putt I drop back like down, set, hut Give me lockjaw mouth, I know she a slut Uh, uh, she love when I f*ck, she a freak She put her own thumb in her butt These niggas don't got no opps, he rappin' He ain't even spin no block, he cappin' He ain't put his wrist in the pot or send no shot That nigga ain't duckin', he flappin' Brand new-brand new Glock is plastic, history We put your ass in a casket, mystery They won't even know who whacked him Run down or walk down I know my shorties gon' catch him I know my shorties gon' catch him Niggas know not to play in my section My bitch know I stay with my weapon I ain't tryna go back and forth I won't stretch it Bitch, to be here today is a blessin' Bitch, today you could get put on a stretcher We known to get active wherever When I catch an opp, we gon' get him together I turn nothin' into somethin' (let's go) I turn fifties into hunnids (all cash) I send them youngins, they go dumbin' Bitch think I'm spendin' with a hunnid I got that check, when they see, Johnny, ho Ayy, I think I spent a hunnid Think I spent a hunnid on some sticks, bitch, we got more guns than the army (let's go) It's 4X, uh, yeah I sign Uh, uh, I still a slide I come hit your block with fah, fah, uh No nine to five These niggas is actors, these niggas on drama time I might drop a bitch or drop a opp My bankroll full of hunnids, I can't drop a dime |
Who Wrote A HUNNID By Stunna 4 Vegas?
Khalick Antonio Caldwell, Lemarcus Robertson
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