Lyrics G Herbo – Hunnit Bands
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Hunnit bands, whip
Hunnit bands, drip
Understand chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
Hunnit bands, when I dip
Hunted man, runnin’ man
(Uh) Bitches eyein’ me in front they man
I’m just throwing this shit, I don’t want a dance
You worth a 100k that ain’t no money den
Come through if I want to, I’ll blow a hunnid bands
G Herbo I’m still independent, wassup
200k on a pendant, that’s nun
30 point stars and two pendants, not one
You niggas diamonds and pieces be crushed
I dropped a three in the piece on that crush
Vic off a Perc when he speak and he slur
I don’t do clutchin’, I reach and I duck
Don’t lose your life tryna tweak and be dumb
End up a tragedy thinkin he tough
Swerve got a ratchet he thinkin he buff
Man he gon’ clap it he thinkin he bluff
Slide and they die til’ they think it’s enough
Summer first heard of seventeen, I ain’t never hear of nun countin’ up like fuck
23 and a nigga still grind like I ain’t got nun countin’ up like fuck
You think your bitch wanna fuck but news flash I already plucked her
Been hittin’ niggas baby mothas and othas I don’t play that’s for suckas
Yo soul gon’ be a lil cold mufucka he don’t even sleep under covers
Rich as fuck I’m behavin’ like I want anotha one, still don’t be fuckin with rubbers
Even though the whole world full of lollipops, still don’t be fuckin with suckas
I don’t let niggas hop in my car a lot, like I be fuckin with ruckus
Niggas flex on that gram then they can’t get out of jail
Run through it all like fuck it
Every bitch I call they fuckin’
Never brought flame ain’t dumped it
Never bought chains and tucked it
Name a lame you saw me come with
Name a time we ain’t on that fuck shit
Name a time you heard me ask for shit
Name a time when we a front shit
Hunnit bands, whip
Hunnit bands, drip
Understand chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
Hunnit bands, when I dip
Hunnit bands, in my clip
Hunted man, runnin’ man
Rich as a bitch, need you for shit
Whip on my wrist, whip for my bitch
Patek the wrist, static his lead
Hand me the glick
Pass me the glick, that’s an assist
Poppin’ the Belaire, pass me a sip
Pass me the sip, catch me a sip
You know I get cash for that shit
You know any nigga blowin’ a hunnid bands, smashin’ that bitch
You know I been brand new hellcat straight eight
Just ride pass in that bitch
You know we was the first young niggas
Pull up foreign whips dumpin’ ash out that bitch
And you know I’m the youngest rich nigga in my hood
Already don’t ask me that bitch, bitch
Hunnit bands, whip
Hunnit bands, drip
Understand chain real, hunnid grams and it’s dipped
Hunnit bands, when I dip
Hunnit bands, in my clip
Hunted man, runnin’ man
Album
Jonathan McReynolds – Sessions
