Lyrics M Huncho – Solo
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Imma come in with the flame
Imma come in with the flame
Imma come in with the flame
I never changed
Spilt me some sauce on the waste
See I’m just smoking in raves, I’m Lion
See all these packets I’m flying
Still run with my Nikes
I need me a yard in the country
Then I’m so Wiley
Yeah I’m so nicey with it
Class A got some ricey’s in it
Can’t fuck with this bitch, she timid
I really can’t fitness the officer
Cah my memory vivid
I’m tryna just get to the top with the pyramid
Saying big words ?
Gladiator with the charia
Fucking dis bitch in dem narria
Ohh, and that’s ten floors near the windows
Huncho, too cold
Yeah, yeah
Were in my row while im fucking this hoe in the balcony
I’m tryna just bag up and fuck
I ain’t starting no family
Nobody’s on top of me
Full packets of coloured beans
Who’s really got love for me?
End of the year, here’s my summary
These people their waffling, waffling
I am not into no perjury
I’m braking this pack, I’m in surgery
The reason why you bruddas ain’t heard from me
The reason why you bruddas ain’t heard from me
Got a whole dumbbell on the go-go
Now we came up, no promo, ahh
I was never solo, ahh
Now I’m with solo, wah
They still call me, wah
I don’t wanna know-know, ahh
I don’t wanna know-know, wah
I don’t wanna know-know
Got a whole dumbbell on the go-go
Now we came up, no promo, ahh
I was never solo, ahh
Now I’m with solo, wah
They still call me, wah
I don’t wanna know-know, ahh
I don’t wanna know-know, wah
I don’t wanna know-know
Self-made, one name
Huncho, propane
Spitfire, warplanes
Bitch white, cocaine
She asked what my name is
I told her it’s M
But you call me no face
No fame
I hustle through all the O days (O days)
And you cannot drag me back, ayy
I hustle through all the loan days
The T’s on spill again
And Huncho so real again
They’re hearing me up on the wing again, ahh
Again and again
He told me that he is a friend of a friend
And I can’t put trust in a friend of a friend
Can’t make no immense, ahh
Got a whole dumbbell on the go-go
Now we came up, no promo, ahh
I was never solo, ahh
Now I’m with solo, wah
They still call me, wah
I don’t wanna know-know, ahh
I don’t wanna know-know, wah
I don’t wanna know-know
Got a whole dumbbell on the go-go
Now we came up, no promo, ahh
I was never solo, ahh
Now I’m with solo, wah
They still call me, wah
I don’t wanna know-know, ahh
I don’t wanna know-know, wah
I don’t wanna know-know
Imma come in with the fame
Ahh, I don’t wanna know-know, wah
I don’t wanna know-know
So right now I’m about to do M Huncho
I thought it was gonna be like Huncho
M Huncho — Mad About Bars with Kenny
Now I know Kenny is the DJ
Kenny is the DJ
Cah all yall niggas gotta be laphing
Like «Whos Kenny?»
Kenny is the DJ
Kenny is the DJ
I just gotta lauph at dat shit
It’s funny…
It’s funny how I can turn non-believers into believers in such short space of time
And I know my guy Huncho can relate
But we still out ‘ere
Riding solo