Testo A HUNNID - Stunna 4 Vegas
Testo della canzone A HUNNID (Stunna 4 Vegas), tratta dall'album RICH YOUNGIN
It's Rich Youngin' (Rich)
It's four times, it's four times, it's four times (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 (fuck)
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 fuck, 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 four times, 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
Credits
Writer(s): Khalick Antonio Caldwell, Sean Mula, Lamarcus Derson Robertson Jr.
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